Here Comes Denver...

I sit here in my couch in Cheyenne as I write this to you...

Outside is a green truck filled to the brim with everything I will need to live on my own. There is just one problem...

I don't want tot be on my own...

So far with this crazy plan everything has magically fallen into place. Financial Aid came through in the end. I found a job that provided me room and board! I was able to scronge up money for everything and so far any road blocks that have been in my way have been easily removed by the Lord.

So then why do I sit on my couch in Cheyenne, WY and wonder if I am making a mistake?

Cause I don't want to be on my own.

When God calls us to big plans, to big dreams, to the biggest working for his kingdom two things are always true: It will not always be easy, and it will involve risk. Right now I feel as though I am not only taking risk, but gambling with the things that I value most. Like MY MARRIAGE, or my financial future, or the life of my animalsm or my career. But most of all my marriage. How does one expect to be a supportive wife 100miles away?

I don't want to be on my own.

I sleep better in a crowded bed now! I like making dinner for two, not just one. I enjoy having programs we watch together. I just like being married. It's the best thing to ever happened to me, and the biggest blessing in my life. So how dare I be careless enough to put it in a risky situation?!? Am I following God or just being reckless?

Neither. I have to remember that I am following the will of God, and if I am not, He will tell me and I'll come home. And as for my husband, it is rock solid. And we communicate awesomely and as he said:

"No matter what happends, no matter where we are, or where you are, we will always be okay. I am not going anywhere."

It's time to have faith in my two favorite men in the world, Jesus and Rick, and hit the road. There is nothing wrong with being reckless, not with Jesus. Wish me luck, hope this post makes sense!