Living in Limbo
This is our final week as an intentional community and my plan is seemingly in shambles. At the beginning of this year, I remember asking last year’s dwellers what their plans were now that their year is over. One of the women shrugged her shoulders, responded with vague plans and an I don’t know, and proceeded to laugh it off as if it was no big deal. In shock, I looked at her confused judging her lack of preparedness. Now, ironically, I am walking in her shoes. I have no job, no place to live, and no idea what comes next. Feeling the conviction of needing to stay in LA, I’ve been in job search mode for a few months and have attempted to network a few potential living situations. I am stressed, worn out, and feeling a little helpless. I’m forced to lean into God knowing that it will eventually all work itself out. Living in limbo leaves me no choice. I’ve never not had a plan. The foreign concept of flying by the seat of my pants stretches me. I am trying to appreciate this time of transition and embracing the feelings of doubt, fear, and panic that force my spirit to surrender to the power of God’s will. Do I like not knowing, not having a plan? Ha! Of course not! I long for understanding. There is a certain joy that manifests when things fall into place. Like God’s plan and my situation have aligned affirming that things are okay–I’m on the right track.
Keep striving and keep faithful! I am so excited to see where God has led you. I know a couple of pastors in LA area, so please let me know if I can help.
OH Britney, it’s scary exciting, but you are LIVING THE SCRIPTURES…Be still and know that I AM GOD = “Cease striving and know that I am God- Wow! and- “For I know the plans I have for you… a hope and a future” so yes! You are certainly on the right track and always in my prayers. love you:)