Holy Crap how time flies.
I was asked by a co-worker today how many days? Honestly, though I have a running countdown on the blog and in a calendar I have, I have not looked for about a week and a half because I have been in a “freak out” over it all. Well, after the question was posed, I looked at my calendar and marked off the appropriately finished days. Let’s just say, my freak out has not been helped with this action.
I am thrilled and scared at what is to come. I know I am striving to be in the midst of the will of God, though I feel far from Him right now. I know God has ordained my every step and He directs them as well. I also know He will not see me disgraced. This is what is helping me to stay sane. No, this is my sanity right now.
I have begun the arduous journey of “lasts”. It is painful, bittersweet and downright almost more than I can bear. This past Sunday evening, my church had its closing/award ceremony for our AWANA program. I have been the director for the Sparks, K-2, for the past few years. I have seen children learn more about the Lord, commit the Bible to their hearts and grow in grace and truth. Before we presented the awards, our group sang the Sparks theme song. I could barely get through it for tearing up. The kids have been great and my leaders, well they have been my joy as well. I will miss them all. The friendships that have grown from our collaborative work in the Lord are bonds I will not ever forget or lose. I did cry and I felt the pain of loss. I won’t get to see Parker as a Sparkie next year, I won’t be able to see Sophia complete her second then third books to get her Sparks Award. I love these kids and I mourn my loss of getting to work with them. This Wednesday my last time with my kids choir will roll around. The Melody Makers are 3, 4, 5 and 6 years in age. This is a precious time where we sing praises to the King and He is pleased to know His word is going into young hearts through song. I feel some pain even today for this last time. I am feeling a little bit sorry for myself cause I am losing my children. I know that God will provide someone to take my place, of that I am certain. I just will miss it. I love them. I am trying to look to the future where I may have similar groups at my new church in Brazil. I will still grant myself some time of mourning over my loss.
So, yeah, your prayers are coveted and GREATLY appreciated. I am doing my best to rely on God but I will admit lately I have been a bit too self reliant.
Love and hugs to you all.
fofinha posted at 11:36 AM
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Okay, yeah, I am alive but there are days it feels like just barely. I am trying my best to get through the next couple of months to the next the next defining moment in my life.
Defining moments are scarier than I can explain. I am in the middle of a good time in my life though very stressed filled. I am looking towards the most amazing moment, marrying the man I love who loves me. I am moving, first back to Lexington to save some money and then I am moving out of the country. I am scared. I have had so much going through my head and several things going on in my life. I am struggling with a few things as well.
I covet your prayers as I seek God and the direction He is blazing for me.
fofinha posted at 10:47 PM
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Those may be innocuous numbers to all of you but they represent most of the timeline of my life right now.
Sorry I have not been blogging for a while. It has been a roller coaster, more below on that.
Back to the numbers. It is 120 days from today when I will work my last day at DOCJT. It will have been a little over 6 years. Wow. Six years. That is the longest stint at a single job for me, prior to 6 it was 4. Well, I will be moving on to my next job which will encompass missionary/pastor’s wife/vocational school director. Please pray for me. It is 135 from today when I will step onto a plane and depart the US only to return as a visitor. I will be moving my life out of this country. Several parts of my heart will always remain here with y’all, my friends and surrogate family. This is the hardest part of the moving process, leaving my people. I try to not dwell on it too long or I have an episode. (Episodes are not pretty.)Please pray for me. It is 198 days from today when I will walk down an aisle and embark on an exciting and scary journey with the man God gave me for my life. Wow, under 200 days. That is crazy!!! I am working hard here to do what I need to do for the wedding/life there and I feel behind. Please pray for me.
My lack of blogging is tied to the many things I need to do to move my life, etc. More than that, I have felt very mundane and overly ordinary - monotonous, and who wants to read about the mundane and ordinary? I have been greatly underinspired. That is, until the other day when reading my fave blogs I was reminded that God is just as much in the monotony as He is in the fabulous and extraordinary. I know this and have reminded many a friend of the same thing, though somehow, I had forgotten it myself. The monotony is not uninspiring, it is awe inspiring.
The parents arrive back in the country today. They will be taking their first REAL vacation in a decade. They are traveling with some friends to Europe. Thank you ASBC, Virginia for making my parents go on vaca. They need it. The parents also padded in some time for the fam and for church visits so they will be helping me continue to pack up my life. I am looking forward to seeing them because I miss them.
Well, that is me right now. I am stamping invitations, working on invitation lists, packing, purging, selling, buying, going to church, trying to have a little bit of a social life, working my 9 to 5.
I love you all. Take care and God bless
fofinha posted at 10:20 AM
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