2018: Major Changes

Around this time in the year I usually pull out my journals and start flipping through very detailed accounts of nearly every day of the year, reading of little spontaneous happenings I had long forgotten and of big events that shaped the year.
But not this year.
During freshman year of college my journal's dates drifted farther apart, and I gradually walked away from my journal altogether after an almost daily streak of over 3 years.  It felt like both freedom and a loss.  Well, even without pages of history proving it to be so, 2018 has been blessed and land-marked with many changes.  And I guess I just want to take a minute to tell you the highlights of this year because God has worked in every part and shown me that He is incredibly faithful even when I start to doubt.

Last year's Christmas break came to an abrupt end when I returned to the SeaTac airport for my flight back to Bob Jones University.  To be honest, flying across the country to live 4 more months of life in a dorm wasn't really my ideal way to start out the year, but I didn't even know what my ideal did look like.  Walking back into my dorm on a rainy, dark January night for the first time in a month and receiving joyful greetings from so many sweet girls I'd learned to love and live alongside was just the beginning of learning that God had many wonderful surprises awaiting me in my return, though.
Within the first week I ran into a classmate from the previous semester, and we at last decided that God must have been crossing our paths so many times for a reason.  She became a life-saver in many ways from then on as we studied together, became accountability partners, ate breakfast together almost every morning, took walks downtown, ate pot pie in the dorm hall, and many other things.

I was also provided with a couple of other wonderful friends who started "Wednesday's with Sharon"--a weekly dinner together to vent on anything and laugh about everything.  These dinners of mandatory chocolate milk and anything other than salad were likely the most laugh-filled meals of all.  I think we spent more time talking about hypothetical post-graduation plans than anything else.

For spring break, God answered prayers in bringing my mom and Tirzah out to Greenville to spend much-needed time together.  At that time "our" house back home had just been put on the market, which meant that being together to process what that meant for us was really valuable. My cousins so graciously hosted us, and we had possibly the most relaxing, lazy week I have ever experienced as preparation for launching back into the final weeks of school before returning to Washington.

As an end-of-semester bang, my cousins treated me to a day out in Charleston, which was the first time the Atlantic Ocean and I had seen each other all year.  It was quite a day of touring with a look at the Angel Oak Tree, a ferry ride to Fort Sumter, an introduction to Rainbow Row, and more.  These family-turned-friends were a huge part of God pouring love into my life when I most needed it.

Finals week was a rush of events, including packing up my room, studying, and saying goodbyes.  Tirzah flew out to join me in the drive home; and as I crossed state lines out of South Carolina, the goodbyes felt very real.  It was clear that God had planted so many wonderful people in my Bob Jones life, right down to my hall RA.  A lot of growing had happened in my first year as a college student, and driving away from it told me that I would miss the people and environment of the university I had learned to be proud of.

The four-day drive across the country felt astonishingly short...I think I have done this drive too many times.  Tirzah and I got to surprise a friend for her college graduation along the way as well as reconnect with a few family friends who very generously hosted us each night.  Thankfully the drive was relatively uneventful and God answered many, many prayers for safety.  Arriving home on May 8th was probably the most emotional day I could have chosen, but I think visiting my dad's grave would've been a top priority no matter the date.

The first month of being home was rather hectic as we packed up our home and moved yet again with the incredible help of many friends and neighbors. This move definitely confirmed that God has surrounded our lives with wonderful, giving people whom we can never adequately repay.  God has been using these past few months following the move to continue stretching our faith (and patience) as we wait on Him for answers concerning more permanent housing, but we are so, so thankful for the sacrifices made by such giving friends in our current living situation.

The fall months were crazy ones (yes, probably even more so than moving month) with several different events colliding in a short amount of time.  Keren's September wedding was closely followed by the arrival of another niece and 2 nephews into the family!  Being an aunt 3 times in a row and welcoming twins into the family has been a very happy experience to say the least.

Hannah got to fly in for our first sight of each other in over a year as part of our recovery program from all the other events of the month. 😉 Amidst all of the other busy events that took us away from home for much of September, it felt great to have an excuse to stay home and enjoy one of my favorite people.  10 blissful days together passed all too quickly, but our time together was a wonderful re-connection that goes deeper than letters and texts. 

Tirzah and I have also had the opportunity to spend concentrated time on a few different occasions with 3 of my other favorite people in the past few months.  Between kayaking on the canal, wandering Costco, and playing games at home, the 5 of us become a wild squad when we are together.  I am so blessed to have them close enough to enjoy multiple days and events together throughout the year.  These are each people that God has used to add happiness and depth to my life and to teach me how to be a real friend.

The housekeeping business that Tirzah and I began almost 4 years ago is going stronger than ever as we add more clients and enjoy the many rewards of our jobs.  We also included tutoring a home-school family to our weekly work schedule, which has been a wonderful and challenging experience for both of us.  I think I am learning more than my "students" as I discover how to teach effectively.

When it comes to college, "major changes" becomes very literal.  A series of encounters between last December and this summer prompted me to very seriously reconsider pursuing elementary education.  While my original degree choice felt "safe," a lot of prayer and research revealed that speech therapy felt like more of a passion.  As scary as it feels sometimes, I am now actively pursuing a degree in speech therapy online.  I have loved seeing how God has planted people and situations in my life to help make this decision, and I believe He has something incredible in mind in my future career path.

If I looked at this past year strictly through my own lens, I would see a combination of great stuff and of hard changes ("bad" stuff) that I wouldn't have chosen.  But if I choose to use God's lens, I can see a year packed with adventures and opportunities to hand Him control.  I guess this is what makes this year so good: God filled me up with opportunities to trust that every big and little event ties in to creating a life He wants to be perfectly right for me. 
In what events of 2018 have you seen God write your story and provide for your needs?
I wonder what kinds of things next year will hold, but "tomorrow (or next year) is always fresh with no mistakes in it...yet"  (Anne of Green Gables).  So here comes a whole year with 365 days of new adventures, and I hope you experience some of the best.  🎉🎉