forced to rest...

its sleeting and im at home...stuck.

Journey to destiny...

When I moved to Dallas, I knew God had a reason for my move. However, I became so very eager to figure out what my reason for being here was... when I didn't get those answers right away....I was angry. I was hurt that He would bring me five hours from my home, friends and family and not give me a real reason why. West Monroe was full of people who got me. I didn't have to prove myself to anyone there. I served in a church where people knew my name and I had community. To sum it up...it was comfortable.

I was so angry at God that, eventually I just gave up. Spiritually, I fell asleep. Hurt and with feelings of abandonment I was more lonely than I had ever been in my life.

And my journey this year did not begin any easier. It was a road with bumps that have left me bruised and bloody. And one day, when I wasn't looking, I hit a road block. It hit me hard that I fell and landed on my face. Unable to move and pleading to God, I let go and did something so very simple yet very hard for me to do...I asked for help.

You see I had to let go of a load that I had been carrying for so long. It was a load so unique to me full of hurt, fear, insecurity, and pride. It was during this time of hurt and pain both spiritually and physically that I allowed God to begin healing me. I let Him love and care for me as only He can do. That time has been one of the sweetest of my life. For the first time,I began to know God not only as my Father but as my Provider. Its amazing how when we let go and give our hurts and fears over to Him...He fills us with the most amazing things.

I did finally realize why I'm here. It's simply to trust and take up my cross and follow Him. He led me to Dallas. He led me out of a comfortable place to an unknown place that was and sometimes is as scary as hell. Where fear and doubt once were have been replaced with boldness. Now confidence comes from the realization that I will NEVER go at it alone. He goes before me. And all I can do is follow...one step at a time. It took me falling on my knees and getting over myself that lead me to the cross. And no matter where I go or what I experience or who I experience it with...I will always know I am home WHERE EVER my Father is... and nothing beats that!


"destiny is not an arrival; destiny is journey to the arrival and in that journey our destiny is fulfilled."

"Faith means being sure of the things we hope for and knowing that something is real even if we do not see it." Hebrews 11:1

Things I dont understand...part tres

Well...slap a label on me and call me Whitney....

I didn't think it could happen but it did...

tonight after enjoying a nice dinner with the family I came upon it. I didn't really think it existed. its pretty scary. maybe not as scary as me with no makeup....but scary none the less...

are you ready...??

NASCAR CHRISTMAS INFLATABLE...thats right folks....santa was coming out of the car as I just stared in utter and complete shock (which quickly turned to disgust).

I will shut up now....obviously God has a sense of humor.

Another thing I just don't understand...

I know Ive ranted to most of my friends about the puzzlingness that is nascar. WELL I have another puzzling thought...

Christmas inflatables...just don't get it.

Im sorry if Im stepping on some toes here...no im not. But it has to be the most tacky way to say happy holidays.

last night I saw an inflatable globe that literally was bigger than my apartment. I seriously could have set up house in that thing...ridic.

My friend Taryn is officially leading the count. Driving home to her place in Baton Rouge she counted 18 inflatables. 18!!! COME ON!!!!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, everyone.

From my heart to yours...I hope you are filled with all the joy and peace that Christ can bring.

If this isn't a promise...I don't know what is.

"The one who calls you (your name here) is faithful and he will do it." 1 Thessalonians 5:24

What if we applied this to everything? How would your life be different?

HOME

When we leave home, we need to be ready to find that home is not where we thought it was – in the comfy levels of security to which we easily become addicted. We must be willing to accept that home is some place entirely new to us, that our longing has led us away so that when we return home, we realize that it is not home at all. - Jeff Goins