And It Keeps Going

Yesterday, three women and I went on a train for an hour and a half to a town/city called Preston. There, we went to a women's conference. It was good for me to not only have a break from the children, but to force myself to think even deeper about my life. Below are thoughts that came from the event...

This past week was a harder one on me... it will be hard to describe in words. I have found myself being in a position that I am now very much questioning. The needs are less as well as my direction. Have I changed from "bumming" around in Ohio to "bumming" in England? I know the answer is "NO", but some days I don't know what I am doing in England. I don't have to have clear plans laid out for me, though it would be nice. I can't seem to shake the feeling though that at this moment I am "wasting" my time here. And I know I am not. I work hard everyday with three very busy children. I am building diverse relationships with people all over the world. I can see God using me, but I keep hearing a voice that is telling me to do more. Is this God, or my insecurities?

I feel that I am in a vulnerable time of life. My life is a blank slate and that could be used in many ways. It could be used for God, not for God, or it could be wasted by trying to figure out what to do with it. I do have to take a jump...a plunge into the unknown again. I have to walk in faith. I could use prayer for that. It can be very nerve racking in a different culture to take that step. Having a very small and still building a support group, it makes things even more difficult. I feel God calling me somewhere and using me somewhere else besides "nannying" but as to what that looks like, I am and am continuing to be clueless.

So this blog is a cry out to the supporters I do have back home. Prayer I am learning is more and more powerful than I can ever realize...so join me. Thanks.