I went to Arkansas a couple of weeks ago and as I landed at the Little Rock National Airport, I couldn't wait to see what God had in store for the few short days I would be there. I wondered if it would feel like home when I got off the plane, and whether or not I would be ready to return to California when the time came. What I found was a conflict so great I didn't know which way to turn, so I prayed and I've never stopped. I've since discovered that although I thought for a time I was meant to return to Arkansas permanently, I'm not. California is my home and it's where I'll stay for now, but oh what a journey of discovery with God it has been along the way. There have been ups, downs, turnarounds, and roundabouts where I made both progress and mistakes, lane changes, and even missed some streets. I have prayed, cried, and sought the Lord perhaps more fervently than ever before, and as always, He has been faithful to provide resolution, peace, and comfort. Though I don't have all the answers, I have more of Him than I've had in the past, because with each new experience we go through with God, we grow. Or, at least we should, but this growth often involves difficult choices. What choices are you faced with today, and will you choose God?
