Florida.
Florida.
You’re uncommon.
You’re uncertain.
You’re unclear.
You’re humid.
You’re hot.
You make me miss home.
I don’t like you… hmm, maybe a little.
I don’t hate you.
I don’t love you… yet.
You’ve been challenging.
You’ve been dry.
You sure make one thirsty standing outside for five minutes.
Despite it all, you’ve been kind.
So, thank you, Florida for accepting us even when we’re uncertain about you.
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God, thank You, for this state.
We are unsure, unclear, and uncertain of what to expect in this state.
But, You sure have blessed us the most with miracles here.
Big and small.
With You, we’re sure, clear, and secure.
Thank You for the call that You sent almost a year ago… even though it can be painful, exhausting, and tiring. Then again, it is purifying, liberating, refining, and humbling.
I will continue to be still because, with You, everything will be alright.
Amen.
“I’ve found that walking by faith is 50 percent hanging in there until you’re far enough down the road to develop hindsight.” — Beth More
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Do you know the song Home by Phillip Phillips?
It came out ten years ago. I remember listening to it on the radio.
Here are some lyrics:
“Hold on to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave (wave) is stringing us along
Just know you're not alone
'Cause I'm gonna make this place your home
Settle down, it'll all be clear.”
The cause I bring this up is because a couple of days ago it kept coming to my mind.
“Hold on to me as we go…”
At first, I didn’t recognize the lyrics or the source of it.
I looked it up and the music video came up. Then, I remembered fully!
The raindrops on the window made me cry.
Home. Washington. I miss home.
I miss family.
I miss friends.
I miss the gatherings.
I miss the celebrations.
I miss the Holidays.
What if I don’t want Florida to be our home?
We’re here but I long for Washington.
What if I don’t want to let go?
Eight months have gone by and it feels like I’ve only moved a step forward.
Okay… I may be stubborn about it because… I haven’t made Florida my home simply yet.
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Every time we go out and are drenched in sweat, I thank God.
He has brought us here.
He has blessed us here.
He has opened doors here.
He has closed doors here.
What can I say? He makes a place home!
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Now, these verses plus the song (below), have been challenging my heart to make room for surrender even more now:
38 Now as they went on their way, Jesus[a] entered a village. And a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. 39 And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet and listened to his teaching. 40 But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell her then to help me.” 41 But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, 42 but one thing is necessary.[b] Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.”
Good because my faith is found in Jesus Christ alone. Therefore I must make room for Him and chase after Him too.
— Your will be done, Lord. Thank You for Your comfort in this new land, amen. 🤍
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Songs on repeat as well:
To Leave It All Behind — Moriah
I hear your attitude of gratitude sweet friend. It's been a hard season, but God is bringing forth gold in you in the form of wisdom.
Proverbs 3:14-24
14 Wisdom is worth more than silver; it brings more profit than gold. 15 Wisdom is more precious than rubies; nothing you could want is equal to it.