new roots

wow. here we go. kansas city....check. apartment...check. roommate...check. scared...check. freaked out about living in a huge city...check. gotten lost already....check. gotten lost already in a really bad part of town...check.  job...? friends...? church...?

so after growing up in a small town in the middle of kansas for my whole life, I am now in the big city. i feel kind of like a country mouse...a little bit like ratatouille minus the france part. i know this part of my life will be exciting, challenging, growing and wonderful, but it's hard to see the forest through the trees (i think that's how the saying goes). i know God has called me to this place for a reason, and i thought that reason was nursing school, but after that fell through i really don't know what to expect.

God has a knack for keeping me guessing about most everything in my life. i like surprises, but not the kinds of surprises that deal with things that actually matter. it's hard to feel rooted when there's nothing to root into. it's hard to trust God with my life when i don't know what my life looks like now in this new chapter.

crazy first post huh? but this is where i'm sitting right now. confused, excited, lost, eager, and strangely at peace with it all.