{And if you travel here
You will feel it all
The brightest and the darkest
And if you travel here
Listen to your heart
And take with you what lasts forever.
Future Of Forestry}
Today I am sitting on the couch, watching the Olympics, in my brothers house, which I now call home, in Redford Michigan. Never would I have thought that I would end up living with my brother, again, and for sure I never would have thought it would be in Michigan just outside Detroit. So far (in a little less then a month) things have gone fairly well. I have a job, a Church, a House, and soon a School. I know where Lifetime, Wal-Mart, Target, and a few other places are. So all and all things are going well. But this post would be so boring if I just told you about the good. Right?
So far since I moved to Michigan I have learned many things about walking with God and being "all in" with a Savior I have always liked to had rarely truly lived like I loved him. Even now I will not kid around and say that I am living like I am "all in" with God all the time or that I even feel "all in" all the time. But I know for sure that one thing I have learned about life with my Beautiful Savoir Jesus Christ is that He doesn't ask for us to be somewhat committed to him, He asks for full commitment.
However having said all that the one thing I have figured out about following God is that taking the step in faith is not really the hardest part like people have told me all my life. I mean yeah taking a leap of faith and trusting that God will catch you on the way down is hard, really hard! But the hardest part comes after you've taken step one, or maybe even step two, three, four and five. The hardest part of following God is NOT going back. The hardest part happens in that moment when everything goes wrong and you want nothing more then to run back to a place of comfort. The hardest thing of following God is following him when you don't want to, when you want to run away, when you want to say "I'm not a Jesus Follower".
This moment happened for me a few weeks ago now. It was a Monday around 6:30. After a 9+ hour work day. I was trying to stop at the bank only to find out that banks in Michigan (at least TCF) close at 6. And as I pulled out of the parking lot looking to get back on the highway I went under a bridge and drove right through I red light I never saw and got into an accident. And let me tell you as I stood there on the side of the road, waiting for the police, I wanted nothing more then to hop back in my car and run away, back to a place of comfort. But I know I heard God's voice that night telling me to stick it out and follow him.
I am so grateful that I did stick it out because now I am on my way to starting Grad School in the major I have wanted for three years and I am feeling more and more at home. I am getting the chance to play music with great musicians and getting to grow closer to my Beautiful Savior Jesus. I pray that in whatever comes my way I am able to show God's Glory and Grace to the world around me.
{I hope to write at least two more updates on the move and what God is teaching me. I might write more I might write less}
