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I am sitting in the ATL airport waiting for my flight to Denver, then to San Fran. I am listening to a ‘lil mixed CD I made for the adventure, and here are some snippets from the songs I chose….
Get out the map…lay your finger anywhere down…
I want to reach out and touch the flame…
I’ve been hanging around this town for way too long…
….what do you say we just get lost?
let’s go where the road don’t reach, let’s go where the ocean meets the shore…
I’ve become a servant of the world somehow…
I want the joy of the Lord to lift me, I want the joy of the Lord to change me, I want the joy of the Lord in my life….
These past few weeks have left me a little war weary, I must admit, which has made me look foward to this little adventure even more. As one of the lyircs above said, I feel that without knowing it, I have made myself a servant to the world. Somehow, in the midst of work drama, transition stress, family relationships- it just happened. And while I don’t believe a road trip is the cure for all that ails me, I know that I just need some space-from my family, from how things were going back home. I need God to speak to me. I need to allow Him too. I feel like I have been trying–but that isn’t good enough. I know I need His presence. And as I embark with these three other amazing women of God, I pray that we can spur one another on-to let the joy and the freedom of the Lord to change each one of us in this new place.
It’s time for goofy pics, bare feet on the beach, fun times in the car, meeting new people, not having a set schedule, connecting to the body, fish tacos, dorky sight-seeing, praying (maybe even with Brittany Spears-who knows, Heather???:), reading, worshiping, laughing….
It’s time for JOY
“Don’t be afraid, little warrior bride. Victory is on the other side. YOU ARE NOT ALONE.”
thanks, Stacy (and Jason Upton;)
So. I prayed. I quit my job (last day-next Thurs). I have thrown caution to the wind and am road trippin it with my dears Heather and Amanda (and Shawna-can’t wait to meet that girl!). I am beyond pumped and am counting down the days til next Friday. San Fran (and pretty much the rest of the state) here I come!! woohooo!!!
God show us what you are up to in the land where everyone is tan, happy cows come from, and former bodybuilding actors hold high state offices.
YAY!!!!
I just got the word…I am no longer homeless in Athens come next Thurs. My old college buds Melissa and Wade (who are also newlyweds, I might add) have graciously invited me into their home and spare ‘oom for two weeks (he he…spare ‘oom…Narnia…get it??)
My fleece is still out. And yes, HC and Manders I am praying about Cali. I just want to do what the Lord wants me to do…not what I want to do. Cause I want to go to Cali-for sure.
Stay tuned for up to the minute details on Operation: what the crap is Jessica doing with her life.
Well. It is official. My sister is moving Jan. 17th (yes, that is next Thurs.) to Orlando, FL. So–what does that mean?? I have no idea.
Basically, God is just going to have to show up with this one. If He wants me to stay in Athens, a cheap place for me to stay will be provided for. If not, I know that for some reason my time in Athens is done. So here is my fleece: I am continuing at my job until Jan 31st (hopefully crashing at a friend’s place). After that, if no doors open- its me and my stuff back to my parents, and then some serious seeking the Lord’s face. Which will probably involve me getting the heck out of Dodge for a couple of weeks. So, Cairo, get my old room ready. You may be seeing me soon.
you are still Holy
even when darkness surrounds my life
Soverign, you are still soverign
even when confusion blinds my eyes.
You are still who you say you are. You still do the things that your Word promises. I need to recognize you for who you are.
So I come into your chambers and I dance at your feet
You are my savior and I’m at your mercy.
Everything in my life until now….
my life, my future, my family, my sister, my hurt heart, my pride, where I live come Jan 18th,
It all belongs to you.
Lay it all down, lay it all down, lay it all down
5:00 am wake-up call for work.
Call from sis while at work saying she has to take another job and we have to move by the end of the month (meaning I am homeless, except for the ‘rents-and if them-jobless). Wondering why God called me to spend time with my sister and now she is moving to probably another state. Wondering why I found this awesome community through house church and I may not be around to deepen it. (there is your bomb, Sara).
Wallet was stolen over Christmas. Went to go get a new drivers licensce –walked out without one. Urgh.
Gave into materialism and bought something I didn’t need with money I don’t really have. Now it is unreturnable.
While giving in to said materialism, my sword of the spirit ring slipped off my finger in the store, currently nowhere to be found. I feel like crying. I think it was significant that it happened as I was doing that. It has been such a struggle not to let the world and material things take hold of me again.
<sigh>one of those days.
Lord, I trust you. Give me grace to trust you more.
