Part of my Exodus Journey

Reflecting again in the mountains and what a journey this has been...

How I am here, no real plans. Trusting moment by moment. Daily bread.

So far this is a bit what my week has looked like:

I pretty much am living out of my car and have stayed in a different place almost every night but I have been completely blessed by hospitality and love. The Dubois who invite me and many others to into their family. Friends from Montreat that are always encouraging and fun to see. Then to Missio Dei Church where the Elders gathered to hear from and pray over me. 

Seeing that SWO community family never ends- fellowship with Rachel C, Zach and Lindsay, and visiting the church plant that was so uplifting. 

Hope House- celebrating the first ever graduation! And remembering my ghetto girls I love so much it hurts. Seeing the most faithful volunteers- Dudas family :)

Then I put on the long skirt and headed to the Holler to help some with missions camp. How great to see young folk come and be trained to be missionaries! Who chose over spending a week at the beach to sleep in a mud hut. So blessed by them and sharing my journey of becoming a missionary.

Wow. As I write these down, I can focus on the many a blessings and silence the fears. 

Taking a risk can be painful and beautiful. 

I have had many experiences up here that seemed so random, it's amazing to see glimpses of God piecing them together for good.

Relying on God's promise: "My presence will go with you and I will give you rest... This very thing you have spoken I will do, for you have found favor in my sight and I know you by name."

 (Exodus 33:14-17)

My heart this time 2 years ago was so cynical,  feeling lost in my wandering and wondering what God was up to and why life was always so hard. What a journey of freedom through the wilderness! Finding grace in time of need. Yes, it's still hard but many have helped to learn it is worth it. 

 Trusting the goodness of the Lord and the daily provision. 

Living out the Beloved- 

    "The real trap, however, is self-rejection. As soon as... I am rejected, left alone, or abandoned, I find myself thinking, 'Well that proves once again that I am a nobody'. My dark side says that I am no good.. I deserve to be pushed aside, forgotten, rejected and abandoned. Self-rejection is the greatest enemy of the spiritual life because it contradicts the sacred voice that calls us the 'Beloved'. 

Being the Beloved constitutes the core truth of our existence." 

- Henri Nouwen

Still have a ways to go on this journey but thankful for the support thus far.