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The Purposed Trek

Keep me safe, O God, I've run for dear life to you. I say to God, "Be my Lord!" Without you, nothing makes sense.
 

Last Night

Let the Trek begin...It is the last night (technically morning) for me in DC, for at least the next 2 1/2 months, and I am sitting here thinking what should I be doing or feeling? It is a strange place for me because I used to think..."Man I would be so sad if I had to move from DC." But I sit here not sad, but peaceful. Sidenote: I am going to miss my friends greatly, but friendships can last a lifetime and go the distance if that is their purpose. So bringing the story full circle, I am reminded of a scripture that I read on New Years Eve of 2005 (Message): Jer 29: 12-14a "When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I'll listen. "When you come looking for me, you'll find me. "Yes, when you get serious about finding me and want it more than anything else, I'll make sure you won't be disappointed." God's Decree. When I read that scripture on New Years Eve, I decided that it was my scripture for the year - it was one that I was going to meditate on and apply to my life and heart. I began to call on God and invite Him into my daily routine more than ever. I not only looked for Him in everything I did, but I invited Him to be a part of everything I did. I got serious about finding Him and wanting Him and his will for my life more than anything else, especially material things. I fasted the month of April from any form of entertainment that required money, eating out, shopping, etc., in order for my focus to be on relationships and not entertainment. Bottom line is I was tired of consumerism. In the midst of that time I had no idea that my life was going to be where it is today, where I am ridding myself of things that I thought were important, but none-the-less, just things. I say all that to say, leaving DC in my mind in the past would have been a disappointment and difficult for me to walk out. But because of the preparation and place God brought me through in the last year, I am so NOT disappointed, but expectant for my future and fulfillment of my purpose, regardless of where I live. So a lot is happening daily in my life and heart and this "Trek" that I have been calling "Purposed" from the beginning when I didn't really know the "Purpose" is being defined and made clear to me in a greater way, daily. So come December 30th upon my return to this great city, or even sooner, you will read a post of where my final destination for this next season is. Things have been made clear to me and confirmed in my heart, but the details still remain blurry. So please when you think of it, pray for the right doors to open, with the right people and at the right time. Until November 1st, when I land in England, be well. A post with a plethora of pictures will appear from the African excursion.
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At Thursday, October 19, 2006 9:47:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Can't WAIT for more comments and PICTURES!! Love you, girl!
Monica.    



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