It's been six weeks since my big move to New York City and absolutely nothing has gone as planned. I like to think I didn't have any expectations when I moved here and that I was just going along with the wind or God's plan; but the truth is, I expected to be struggling more and less than I have been. By more I mean, I didn't expect to have as much time for myself as I have. I've been on date nights and have had time for myself after work, all the things I thought I'd have to give up with a child in tow. On the other hand, I expected to be able to save a lot more money and to be closer to having my own place by end of summer, but that doesn't seem to be the case for me. Not yet anyway.
I realize that regardless of the struggle and ups and downs of my move, I am a step closer to my God given dreams by being here in New York. I have begun to see my life moving towards things I had dreamed of long before and forgotten.When taking a big leap of faith, the way I did when I dropped everything and moved to a different state, an adjustment period is much needed. I’ve had to adjust to longer commute times, busier days, invasions of privacy since living with family, not to mention the effects of my cranky two-year-old going through her own adjustment. I have also had to adjust my vision since being here. In these past weeks God has shown me that He is acknowledging my hopes and dreams but also that He may have something a lot better planned and that things will work out on His time, not my own.
I expected to have things go one way while being here and in this time I’ve learned to go with the flow and be thankful no matter which way things go. In doing so I have the opportunity to watch God exceed all of my expectations.
Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21