Exactly 2 years ago today, I decided that I needed to move.
I heard the song, "Help Me Find It," by Sidewalk Prophets on the radio for the first time, and knew that my time in the Cities was up. I remember laying in a motel bed in Fargo, ND where I was spending the weekend, and knowing without a doubt that God was calling me somewhere else. At that point I had no idea what or where or when. But I knew it'd be soon. Just three months later I was packing everything up to move to Huron, SD. Those three months were a blur of God taking the steering wheel and driving my life a few notches above the speed limit.
People frequently ask me how in the world I ended up in Huron from Minneapolis. I usually say that I have no idea. It was all God.
Sometimes I struggle with what I'm doing here, why God has me here, and what God has planned for my future. I have no real answers for those questions. I do know one thing, though. God has a plan and a purpose for me right where I am for as long as He has me here. Right now. Right where I am.
I heard the same song, "Help Me Find It," tonight when it came on Pandora. That song is just as much my prayer tonight as it was two years ago.
"If there's a road I should walk, help me find it. If I need to be still, give me peace for the moment. Whatever your will. Whatever your will, help me find it."
I don't know what the future holds, but God does. He has the steering wheel, and I'm just going to hold on tight in this great adventure!