In the last 5+ years, I have frequently had changes come my way. Some I was expecting, some I chose, and sometimes, like now, it was neither chosen nor expected. Next, I find myself heading back to Texas. Dallas to be exact. Through a series of rules imposed upon me by school, work, and the oh-so-awesome IRS, I cannot extend my current work contract in Denver and must go elsewhere until I'm done with school. I'll spare you the boring details.
This new adventure at Children's Medical Center will begin in the middle of September, and probably last until I finish school, which will hopefully be June of next year. Accepting this and adjusting to the idea has been a process for me. It just recently hit me that I will be leaving Colorado soon. For real. And I don't really know if it's temporary or not. My roots are here, my community is here, my heart is here. This is hard.
After I finished being in denial about the whole thing, there was some freaking out. Maybe kind of a lot. And then I had to remind myself that none of the things that have ultimately led to this move are a surprise to God. His plan really is the best one, even if I don't agree or don't understand. I don't want to settle for good when He has the "best" in mind. Along the way, when I've doubted, God has been right there with confirmation in some form or another. He has been so faithful even when I've struggled.
While in Dallas for the next several months, I will just be focusing on school and work, and it will be nice to be within reasonable driving distance of family for the holiday season.
So, that's what's happening. Never a dull moment :).
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