“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.”
Jeremiah 29:11 NLT
I will never stop being in awe of God.
A lot has happened in the month of December and my life has changed significantly. For starters, I no longer live in the city. It’s a bittersweet situation. I like that I don’t live in the city anymore; it was really too much for me. The people were mean. Some of my neighbors were weird. Nobody could drive. And on top of all of that, apparently someone tried to break into my house while I was away for the weekend with my son at my parents’. Baltimore City has a reputation for being a high crime city with a significantly high murder rate. I’m pretty sure when I first started working I’m the city there was an article published calling Baltimore “the deadliest city in the US” or something like that.
So, my son and I have moved back to my hometown with my parents while our house is on the market. I’m hoping it sells quickly. I hope that the house is all the things that it wasn’t for me to someone else. My biggest accomplishment, I believe, is bringing my son home to that house. Outside of that, it was really just the source of a major headache.
From the moment I spoke with my current realtor, everything has seemed to fall into place. I see God’s hand in everything, even the most minute of details. It’s so interesting to me how God chooses to reveal himself if you’re truly paying attention and looking and listening. The most private of prayers that I’ve prayed have been answered and/or confirmed by those around me and I can tell that it’s only the beginning.
People who really know me know how much I’ve struggled in my relationship with God over the last few years. I struggled with believing that God would answer my prayers for myself the same way he seemed to answer my prayers for others. But the reality is God has had his hand on and in things since the moment I left my job. I’m still shocked that I was able to stay afloat for so long.
I didn’t end 2022 like I planned. I ended 2022 writing this post from my sister’s old bed in my old basement bedroom at my parent’s house. Moving back home has been a hard pill to swallow. But again, there’s this level of intentionality with God that cannot be denied or ignored. It’s a level of intentionality that lets me know that this time next year, I’ll be in a completely different place and headspace.
I look forward to what God has planned for me & the Boss. I look forward to watching him grow up here. I look forward to watching my family expand with the addition of our sweet princess Hannah and watching my nephew adjust to the roll of big brother. I look forward to seeing my son’s bond with my parents get stronger. I look forward to just seeing how things change and grow. I’m excited and that’s a really good feeling to have.
Happy New Year everyone.
Xoxo,
Ash, RN