I cried all day that next day, which happened to be on a Saturday. I didn’t even go to the beach that day (in fact, I think it was raining). I really had enjoyed my time there and all of the sudden, I felt like I was being kicked out when in reality, I was the one that made the decision. Later that evening, I decided to take a long, hot bath. It was what I needed after an emotional day. But, as I was in the tub, my Mom texted me and said she was on the way to the hospital, as my Dad had fallen and wasn’t doing well. I immediately started crying again and all of the sudden, my decision about not staying in Florida made sense – I needed to be home. My tears of sadness suddenly turned into tears of joy, as the Father up above had orchestrated all of this, and I was so thankful, even though my heart was hurting because of my Dad.
Most of you know what occurred after all of this. My Dad remained in the hospital for quite some time and I gave my notice at work and packed up everything in my car. My Mom was able to fly down to help me drive back, and that was a blessing. We spent that last weekend at the beach, and we went to church the next morning to hear a fabulous sermon and singing. It was a really sad time for me, as I had really enjoyed living in Florida and I wasn’t ready to leave, but I knew the Lord would take care of me when I got back home.
Well, as we all know, our timing is not our own – the timing belongs to the Lord. I feel like I have hit rock bottom since returning home, and have often questioned the Lord. I have been angry with the Lord.
Before I even got back into Oklahoma, I came down with an awful upper respiratory virus, which kept me in bed for days. In fact, I only unpacked the necessities and everything else stayed in my car for a few weeks. Less than a week after returning home, the car that I had in Florida (and the one that we just put 1700 miles on) suddenly quit working. It wouldn’t start, and since it is 4 years old, we decided it needed a new battery. Thankfully my Uncle is in the car business, so he came by the house and installed a new battery. I didn’t have the $100 to spend, but I needed my car, so I hesitantly handed over the money and trusted the Lord would provide. Two days later when leaving for a job interview, my car wouldn’t start again. I was so frustrated and knew after that, it was more serious than a car battery. To make this story short – on the way back from Florida, someone had tried to break into my car and completely destroyed my security system. I am still dealing with those effects, as I haven’t had the money to entirely fix my car from the damage.
While my car was in the shop just to investigate what was going on, I was driving my older car when it decided to break down on me as well. Let me tell you folks – when it rains, it pours. Many other things have happened as well, but if I wrote about all of them, you would be depressed too. All of this happened to be about 2 weeks before Christmas. I was already aware that Christmas gifts for my friends and family were out of the question, and this became very apparent after my other car broke down. There is something about not being able to buy your friends Christmas gifts – it tore me up on the inside. I didn’t know how they would feel or how they would take it, and I certainly didn’t know if they would understand. But, my friends have been overwhelmingly supportive of everything I’m going through, and they completely understood. After all, Christmas is not about the gift giving, but the gift that was given to us, which is Jesus.
Since then, I have been provided with a temporary job, but I am still looking for permanent employment. Never in a million years did I think that I wouldn’t have a job 3 months after moving back home. It’s been great being back home, visiting with family and friends, but I also have a hurt that is deep down in my soul. I cannot tell you how many days and nights I have cried. I have cried for my sake, but I have also cried out to the Lord. This has been a serious test of my faith and patience. Years ago, when I thought I had hit rock bottom, well…that wasn’t anything close to what I’m experiencing now.
Several weeks ago, I had decided to delete this blog. It had been so long since I had been on it, and I haven’t been in any shape or form to write on it now, so I logged on to delete it. Then I started reading through my old posts and my own words became an encouragement to me. All of these years, I have seen the Lord’s faithful hand in my life. I may not see it in the moment, but eventually I will look back, just as I did a few weeks ago, and see how good He was and has been to me. And so I have to believe in that and trust Him that He has my best interest at heart.
Verses I have been leaning on the past few months:
For I am doing something in your own day. Something you wouldn’t believe even if someone told you about it. Habakkuk 1:5
Look, I am about to do something new; even now it is coming. Do you not see it? Indeed, I will make a way in the wilderness, rivers in the desert. Isaiah 43:19
And right after I moved to Florida, I was invited to my new friend’s church to hear someone speak. I wrote about my experience here. Now, month’s later, I am going through my notes when I run across this:
The most difficult time in your life may be the border to your promised land – Christine Caine
This is the most difficult time in my life, but again, I need to trust in the Lord that He will bring me to the promised land.
One last thing before I close…my heart is always more open to the Lord in the depths of the night than at any other time. Those are the times that I believe my heart is more open to hear what He has to say to me, and I also go boldly before Him during this time. I love this song and it explains exactly how I feel right now. Listen to it if you have a chance.