At the end of the month...THIS MONTH...I will be moving. I can't believe it is almost here. No more living with half of my stuff in Georgia and the other half in Alabama. My belongings will all be in Alabama. My body will be in Alabama. It will be time to begin the next chapter of my life.
I have the best friends in the world. These friends know that I don't always handle chance well, so they have been doing their part to help me out. These sweet friends ask frequently how I'm doing with the upcoming move and how they can pray for me. Without batting an eye, I answer that I am doing well. I tell them that I'm not the least worried about the fact that I don't have a job because I know that God will provide.
Now it is time for the true confessions...
Even though I answer that I am not worried that I don't have a job because I know God will provide, I am worried. Deep down I know that He will provide, but I still worry. I worry because it seems the closer and closer I get to the next chapter, the more and more fuzzy it becomes. As of August 1, I will be without a source of income. Yesterday I took those worries that I have been feeling and took them to God. Something I should have done a long time ago. It was no surprise that He met me right where I was. I'm not going to lie...this is a true confessions post...I'm still a little worried, but I feel much better. In fact, I feel even better today than I did yesterday. Just this morning I was studying in 1 Timothy 6 and was reminded of the instructions that Paul gave to Timothy...to pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, steadfastness, gentleness...to fight the good fight....to put his hope not in riches, but in God, because God will provide him with everything he needs.
Today I am choosing to pursue...choosing to fight...choosing to put my faith in God, because I know he will provide everything I need. Maybe not everything I want...but everything I need.