Transition.

The last six months of my life have been such a blessing.  A couple of posts ago I was talking about how there was a season of growth and maturity after graduating college that is imperative to development.  It's so true.  I just so happen to have been able to spend that season doing incredible work at Samaritan's Purse learning from the world's most patient leader.  Not a morning goes by that I don't wake up thankful.  Even through all of the stuff with people and family and life, I'm so thankful.  I'm thankful to have been able to place medical volunteers in Haiti and while doing so to have developed a passion for that country.  I'm grateful to be a part of a ministry that is, day in and day out, literally changing lives and making life possible.  It's a HUGE honor that I completely recognize not everyone gets to participate in.  Just seeing how the Lord has been faithful to give me not only what I needed to get by, but the BEST of everything that I needed to thrive has been so humbling.

Today is moving day.  I'll be giving up my widow view office downstairs to move upstairs to be with the rest of my new team.  My time as a part of Team Haiti is officially over and I'm advancing to take on my roles as a permanent employee in this ministry.  I'll be doing logistics for doctors traveling to serve in 16 hospitals all over the world; most in Africa, some in Asia, and a couple here closer to home.  I can officially say I have the best job ever, but I can also officially say that if I'm being realistic, I'm nervous.  I know that the move will be good, and I know that the people transition will be good.  I just want to do the best that I can do.  I want to do things in an excellent way.  I want to do a great job, not to impress the people I work with per se, but to prove to myself that I'm capable of doing what I've been entrusted to do.  If I hadn't had the opportunity to see how the Lord makes a way out of no way for the last six months, I might be skeptical, but my nervousness today comes out of an exciting place, not out of a dreadful one. 

Every day that I wake up I still can't believe I'm a grown up.  I don't feel old enough, it doesn't feel real, but every day also brings about at least one more reason to be filled with joy and gratitude.  It's amazing to see how God has seriously, down to the most meticulous detail, lined everything up to be revealed in its own perfect time.  As seasons change, He's still faithful.  When we feel stretched thin, He's still faithful.  When we can't see because our vision is clouded by fleshly things, He's still faithful.  I'll be the first one to stand up and say that I haven't made perfect decisions, but I still have so many reasons to be abounding in gratitude.

This morning I was praying that the Lord give me heightened grace for others, and He quickly reminded me that He's given me grace.  I want to be graceful because I've been given grace.  I want to work in excellence, because I've been created with excellence.  I want the best for others, because He has given the best to me.  It's the great exchange, my desire is to give all of me to be more like Him. 

Here's to a new season where I embrace taking steps in faith to achieve new goals and to see new things.