And it continues...

The last 72 hours of my life...conversations that leave my heart buzzing and consumed with purpose. I HAVE A PURPOSE! How is it that in one moment I am down with dispair and hopelessness and then with a small cry for help, God comes and overwhelms me with interactions of love and purpose. It began Friday night at a Keith Urban concert. I stood there and watched my friend Janessa experience her first concert. We felt alive as we danced, screamed, and laughed. The struggles of life were left at the door and we enjoyed every moment of the night. It continued the next morning as I had coffee with an old friend in my hometown. Time past quickly as we exposed the depths of our hearts in that moment. Thoughts of renewal and being reconciled to God were shared and what it takes to walk away from the things that try to pull us back in to a lifestyle away from what we were originally created for. It continued as I stopped by my brother Brandon's house to welcome him and my new sister in law back from their honeymoon. Again, conversations of depth and feeling my heart expressed into words...such a great feeling! I felt an awareness and appreciation for the friendship that is beginning to grow between family and myslef. I was overwhelmed by the concept of family and no matter how dysfunctional you think your family is, God still makes it functional. What a concept! It continued as I re-united with a friend that has been abroad for the last year in Africa and then Australia. Meag you are beautiful my friend! Meag...a woman of no compromise. Wanting and willing to do what her Creator desires for her life. Even if that means walking away from your deepest dreams and desires. I sat there absorbed by the words of encouragement that came from her mouth and ultimately her heart. I learned life changing lessons within the hour and can confidently say that I am changed from that interaction. It continued as I drove away from Portland back to Tacoma, the place I now call home. As I sang my guts out in the car, I again was overwhelmed by how God was showing himself to me. I have a feeling that He is always showing himself to me but my clumsy eyes fail to see Him. But by His grace, He awakens me to experience this. I drove for 2.5 hours in a state of gratitude and awe. So this is what it feels like to have purpose. And it continues my friends...I am trying to absorb it all. From the connection He allows me to have with my boyfriend in a random cafe, to the stranger, Sam, that I met at the park. Every interaction has a purpose and I don't want to miss it. So here is a challenge, an encouragement, to cry out to God and ask for help in seeing Him around you. I dare you...