Being married to Derek feels so easy. I love coming home to him and planning life with him even more than I thought I would, but the difficulties of life didn’t stop themselves for awhile just because I got married. I still have one year of college left, I still work, and God is still delicately shaping me into the person that He has called me to be.
The same lessons that I was learning last year are still being learned, and I’ve found myself having to wait upon and trust in the Lord even more so now than ever. So many times, I’ve found myself wanting to stop chasing after some of the dreams that have been impressed upon my heart for so long, because the journey is hard. Being stretched is hard, being in training is hard, and growing up is hard. But just this year, I’ve remembered something.
For the first time in a long time, a series of events has caused me to remember the fact that the stretching and the training and the growing hasn’t all been for nothing. I’ve been reminded that all of it, even the painful stuff, is apart of God’s plan. I still have moments where I feel tired and worn, and I still have dreams that I sometimes fear will never become a reality, but in these first few weeks of 2018 I’ve been reminded to hold on to the promises. It’s too soon for me, or for any of us, to quit. The journey that is molding us into who we are called to be is so difficult, and let’s be honest, sometimes it sucks. But I’ve been reminded that God has not forgotten about me or any of my dreams, and that He is planning. Always.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jer. 29:11