nearly a year ago, my sister faith sat in my livingroom on my couch and shared her dream of a Community girls house with me.
i thought it was a beautiful idea until she said "and i feel like i should let you know that i won't do this unless you're a part of it. i respect your influence in the lives of the people around us... it wouldn't be the same without you... so i'm just gonna let you know right now that i'm starting to pray that God moves you out of your house with your roommates and into whatever home he leads us to."
i was happy in my cute little home with my awesome roommates and had no desire to move.
sometimes faith sounds a little insane... but i've realized people listening to the voice of God, rather than the rationality of man usually do sound insane.
so... being the loving and supportive sister i am, i told her i thought she was crazy and we moved on.
almost a year later, God has done miraculous things. he changed my heart and started to give me insight into this vision of safety and community for young women that he'd given faith. little did i know that in some ways my inability to commit to this vision was because of work that He needed to do in my life.
within six months He repaired vital relationships that were pivotal to his purpose and plan for the girls house and led me down a path that led to a hunger to see what he would do with this vision.
when we came upon a "closed door" while waiting for the house we knew he had in store for us, we got on our knees and prayed for Him to make his will known to us... and he always did.
Jesus handpicked a house for me, faith, joy and saprina and we all moved into our new house a few months ago. when we moved in, we committed our new house to Him and prayed that he would make it evident to us in ways that only he could, if he wanted any other young women to join us... and he answered.
our lovely hannah joined us a couple weeks ago, and our home has never felt more complete.
ironically, it never felt empty before... but that's the way God works sometimes, isnt it? God's plans always make life seem fuller and more complete... no matter how good it seemed to be in the first place.
i get up every morning already anticipating what joy the day will hold when i get home from work. who wrote a love note on the refridgerator whiteboard? whose laughter will echo through our home? what happy conversations will take place around our dinner table? what new truth about His beauty has God revealed to someone today?
my days seem more alive with suspense as i look forward to what my day will hold and what new way i'll see God show up for me and the ladies i live with. i know we'll come home bursting with stories that we can't wait to share.
...and every night i go to bed way too late, because sacrificing sleep to laugh on my livingroom floor as faith, joy, saprina, hannah and i try to pry ourselves away from each other's company just makes my life complete.
how could it get better than this?
