Changes..

I am finally being hit by the amount of changes that being married will bring to my life.  It's not a bad thing, by far....just different.  I feel as if another chapter in my life is getting ready to end and a new one is just beginning.

I am so used to being an independent woman who everyone relies on for things...one of the hardest adjustments will be learning to rely on Mike for things instead of just myself and God.  It will be an adjustment in learning to be vulnerable to him, moving to a new house, learning how to act and react in a new family, and learning how to put someone else's needs over my own.  Finances will be handled differently, as will relationships with other people (even my parents).  My relationship with God will even change, not as a bad or a negative thing, but just....different.

Sometimes change is hard for me.  It's not that the unknown isn't exciting, it's just that it can be..dangerous.  That part of me which clings to security screams, "But so much could possibly go wrong!"  But if I listened to that voice all the time, I would have never of done the things that mean the most to me in my life so far.  I would have never gone to Scotland.  I would have never started missions works.  I would have never moved here to Dayton when God made it apparent that was what he wanted....

Both loving and living requires risks.  It requires stepping out of your comfort zone and trusting God with whatever may come.  Change brings growth- it keeps you from trying to control everything around you, risk brings greater growth in trusting God over yourself. 

Although I am twenty-three, I feel like I am still growing up...becoming more of an adult and less of the little girl that I was not so long ago...

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. "   ~1 Corinthians 13:4-12