I found out yesterday that my parents will be moving to Ottawa in August. My dad wants it to be sooner, but mom doesn't think she can get things organized quickly enough. That, and she doesn't want me to have too much time inbetween my moving and my starting school (not busy enough, and too much time to be sad).
I wasn't surprised to hear this news. I knew ages ago that I would be moving this summer, I just had a feeling. That being said, it's still hard when speculation turns into reality. Two months ago I had no clue what I would do or where I would go, but within the last few weeks I've come to realize that New Westminister is the place for me.
Why would I want to move there? Well, I don't, not really. But it seems to be where God is directing me. It's also the only place that I can afford, and the only place where there are transport links to everywhere that I need to go (UBC, Ladner). I also know more people there than I do anywhere else.
My initial reaction was to be upset. I'm sad about it. I don't know what I'll do without my mom. But I've got an overwhelming sense of comfort about it. I have a feeling that this is going to be the beginning of the rest of my life.
I cracked open my Bible that night, and found myself turning to Psalm 31. A few verses stuck out, this being the main one:
But I am trusting you, O Lord, saying, 'you are my God!'. My future is in your hands. Psalm 31:14-15
The sermon today was all about trusting in God. One thing the pastor said that stuck out to me was that we learn in the good times to trust in the bad times. This isn't exactly a bad time, but it certainly is hard.
I'm trying not to be scared.
posted by Lisa @ 2:19 AM
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