Silent

I had meant to post sometime over the weekend but it never happened. In reality, I'm still recovering from all the God-awesomeness that went on. I have a long story, or many little stories that would take me forever to write, so I'll say if you want to hear some of them ask me in person, otherwise I'll post them on here if I get to it.

I will say this, God was there, his hand was there, and his heart. My life seems to flooded. And yet at the same time I'm now restless. Learning patience as I sit here in AK waiting for things to get going. Such as moving...driving out of here. Being down there. As I am in transition between states, I am also in transition for my life. I have no idea where I am supposed to go from here. Do I just live with my family for the next year, working, or is there something else for me? A school, internship, ministry to be a part of? I love Japan, my heart has been aching for them the past few months, my good friend, Emilee got a taste of my pain when she was up here for...a break. Christmas? Anyway, I'm starting to feel that way again. Frustration at not having any outlets for my heart. Jesus has been my sustenance this far, but I have to say, patience is a really hard thing to learn. But I know me, I'm all about jumping head first into something and never finishing it. Usually because it dries up from not being God-approved. So I want to wait on him, definitely.

If you could be praying for my heart and its direction and patience to wait upon the Lord. I'd appreciate it.

--MovingGirl