At the beginning of the week it rained, and I thought to myself this is good. Rain is the start of an adventure. Always the start of an adventure.But, the week went on and the adventure didn't seem to come. Things happened. I met people. I went out. I had fun. But, in all of it there was an underlying loneliness. My adventure felt meaningless and boring because I had no one to really share it with. And, I reminded myself that was just rain. Rain doesn't start adventures, it takes storms for real change to happen. So, I prayed over and over that God would help my adventure to start, or at least make a bit more sense.
Today, something changed:
1. I signed for an apartment
2. I got a call back for a job interview
3. I skyped my sister (who witnessed the second one happen)
4. I got to ride a vespa around the city with this kid
5. I went out to a concert with people and made plans for tomorrow
5. I went out to a concert with people and made plans for tomorrow
Tonight, it rained again. But this time, it stormed. And somehow I feel settled again. I haven't moved into my apartment yet, and I don't actually have a job, but tonight it stormed. And really that was all needed as a reminder. God's little push that he's watching and the adventure is still yet to come.
Psalms 25:16-17
Turn to me and be gracious to me,
for I am lonely and afflicted.
Relieve the troubles of my heart
and free me from my anguish.
Matthew 8:24-26
Suddenly a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Lord, save us! We’re going to drown!”
He replied, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.
