I have been loving this new blog Beautifully Rooted. It's a collection of women who come together to inspire others. It's beautiful. Heather introduced an awesome photo link up. Finding ways in which we are found by God through pictures in what others may see as ordinary moments in our lives.
This is my first picture.
Backstory: Nate and I began raising our full-time support to be missionaries on college campuses in July of 2010. We were nervous, unsure and definitely hoping to finish the process as soon as humanly possible.
This note was written around the fall of that year. We were early in the process, but could clearly see that our vision for this process - kind of a quick hit and then get the heck out of dodge approach- was not going to happen. I was discouraged, disheartened that people were not seeing this vision of reaching college students for the gospel.
I wrote this note to remind myself that God's hand was in our process. That ultimately our support would not come from my performance, but HIS goodness, and in HIS timing.
That was Fall, 2010. It is now almost Spring 2012. We are nearly done with our initial support raising process. This year and half long process has been the most stretching of my entire life.
After this note was written, our process nearly came to a halt. Support stopped coming in and I grew angry, doubting God's goodness and even the fact that He wants to provide for me. I began to become critical of myself, believing that if my walk with the Lord were up to par, so to speak, then our support would come in. I believed so many lies about my character, and even God's character that it damaged my spirit severely.
Here comes the 'Found' part of the story =). I was reading my Bible, not even in this passage, and in flipping there, came across this page.
This passage is as true now as it was in the fall of 2010. God is still good. He still desires what is best for me and he is still faithful to provide...always.
This process has been difficult, yes. There are numerous ways that my marriage and faith have been tested, stretched, and shaken. But we have emerged on the other side (almost), and are better equipped to love and serve each other as husband and wife, and ultimately, Jesus.
Some may see this passing as flippant or coincidence. I see it as a sweet sweet reminder from my Father of where I've been, what He has brought me through. And a cry to continue to unwaveringly place my trust in the only one who is ultimately trustworthy.