When my mother showed me this photo I thought, “what the …?” First of all, I would not have allowed anyone to take a picture of me in the hospital. And the fact that I was smiling, I knew I was in trouble.
I do not remember being taken to the hospital and being admitted. I was told by family, who drove hours to get to Tennessee, that I only knew my name. I did not recognize any of them, including my son.
But because of God’s grace and mercy, I knew I was healed. I was released from the hospital three days later. My memory has returned slowly over the past few weeks.
I decided to publish this story and picture because my sister once told me that I needed to share the good and bad things about my cancer journey. I thought I was until I looked over some of my past posts. There were a lot of smiles and happy times.
Even though I am smiling in this picture, a bad event occurred. Which leads me to believe that during good and bad times, my my spirit remains happy.
I may not remember all the events leading up to this picture being taken, but I do know one thing. The woman in this picture is a strong warrior of the most powerful God. Who by the way thinks she is cute. The crossing of the legs. Too funny, still.
We all have a divine purpose in life to serve. For some, that gift is recognized at a young age, and they seem to float through life fulfilling all their dreams. While others endure much heartache trying to figure out why they are here on earth.
Personally, I know that fear has kept me sidelined for serveral years. Fear of what others may think was a huge obstacle that I had to overcome. But when I finally blocked out the world’s negativity and listened to the Spirit within, I found myself in a beautiful flow. Doors began to open to places that I thought would never be possible.
It is exciting, but it is important not to lose focus. Once you’re in this flow, you must keep your eyes on God because hills and valleys do not disappear when you’re fulfilling your destiny.
Be patient and grateful as you journey through life serving. The greatest joy comes when you look back over your life and see the positive impact you made.
When God told me it was time to go home, while I was on assignment in Phoenix, I was not quite sure where to go. I had lived in a number of states. So, I assumed He meant Alabama. It was where I was born and raised. I soon found out that Alabama would not be my permanent resident.
After praying and not much listening, I figured I would look for a job where I could work from home and live anywhere. Thank God for grace and mercy, because I know sometimes, He wants to scream at me in a loud, booming voice, “my child listen!”
After so many closed doors, I surrendered. I prayed again and listened. And the following day, a job offer came to me.
Initially, I laughed, because I knew God had to be joking. When He told me it was time to go home, I did not think about the home I left before heading to Phoenix. Not only was He telling me to go back to Tennessee, He sent me back to the same hospital that I resigned from.
Tennessee was not even on my list of places that I considered home. I had only lived there for a few months. Deep down, I felt there had to be a purpose for this, so I accepted the offer.
Now, I wait to see how He uses me. The journey continues.
It has been a while since my last post. I could give you a million excuses to explain why I have not published in the past six months. Instead, I’ll give you all an update.
Back in January, I was living in Nashville and loving the city. The problem was with my job. I understand that we have to take the bitter with the sweet, but there are times when we must utilize the 80/20 rule. Nothing is perfect. So, be willing to accept the crazy twenty percent, as long as the eighty percent brings you joy. Since my joy percentage was significantly less than eighty, I decided to pick up another travel assignment.
Arizona was my home for the past six months. After the first month, I was considering making Phoenix my permanent residence. Arizona is a beautiful state. The scenery is mind-blowing. And I had developed a great relationship with my coworkers. For the first time in my traveling career, I extended my contract in April. But then, summer appeared.
I am a southern girl. I am used to heat and humidity. I worked in Tucson for three months back in 2019, but I was not ready for one hundred and fifteen degrees. It was extremely hot everyday. So, I am sure you know by now what happened. I did not extend my contract in July. The 80/20 rule was null and void due to the extreme heat.
Currently, I am in Alabama spending some time with my mother and family. I am going to use this time to pray for guidance in regards to my next step. My family laughs when I tell them that I am ready to settle down. “You do not allow grass to grow under your feet.” I will prove them wrong. I pray.
Time is precious, and it does not sit back and wait on anyone. My mind is always thinking about places to explore on this planet. But I have learned over the past ten years that I can continue to explore to see new places and meet new people while residing permanently in one city.
My steps are divinely ordered, so I wait to see where my permanent residence will be and the work He has for me.
After you say goodbye to 2021, leave it all in the past; the good, bad, and ugly. Do not bring along a single thing. You have learned the lessons, now, continue to grow.
We all need something to look forward to; something that will motivate us. So, make some time in your busy schedules to sit in a quiet spot and write down your goals for 2022. If nothing comes to mind, create a vision board. I have a vision book. Smile.
This year, I have decided to allow the Spirit within me to guide my steps. This will be a great challenge for me because I think I know what is best for me. I pray and ask God for guidance, but before receiving all the details, I take off running. With total surrender, I have to take me out of the equation until I am fully informed. Sounds simple.
The Spirit wants nothing more than to give me the desires of my heart while fulfilling my purpose. So, this year, my plan is to take the passenger seat.
I am excited about my journey through this new year. My year of total surrender.