Fork in the Road

Fork in the Road

This past weekend, I went to my 20th high school reunion. I really wasn’t planning on going, but my husband (who also attended the same HS but just a grade above me) urged me to go just to see who would go. Even though I was quite nervous and felt confident that I wouldn’t know anyone at the reunion, it was thoroughly pleasant to catch up with old acquaintances. I had a better time that I thought I would.

Before the reunion, we drove out to our first house we bought together. It’s a little three bedroom, two story house in a great small community of Sugar Hill. As we drove down that familiar road, pointing out all the changes and yet noticing many things still constant, I felt grateful. Life has changed so much since then. Our journey has taken us so far away from this little home, not only in physical distance, but in maturity, spirituality, and personal growth. Every turn and decision may not have been the best choice or the easiest path, but I am so thankful for where I am now.

But where is now? I stand at a fork in the road. Decisions need to be made. Lines need to be drawn, and I stand unsure of where to go and where to draw the line. Each path is distinctly unique, difficult, wonderful, and I’m sure I will end up where I’m supposed to be–stronger, wiser, and more dependent on God–no matter which path I choose.

However, this does not making the choice any easier. I am burdened with a sense of duty to my family, my church, my community, and my friends. I love them all. I want to serve them all. I want the best for them all.

So, without going into great detail, I just ask that you pray for me. Pray that the right decision is clear. Pray that my motives are pure. Pray that I will serve and be a faithful steward of all things/gifts given to me in a God honoring way.

By the way, have you heard Kanye West’s new album Jesus is King? If you haven’t, you should. It’s different, thought provoking, and the song God Is has been inspiring and motivating me while I write this post. Especially the line “He’s the strength in the race that I run.”

Well, I didn’t take any pictures during my reunion except for one. So, here’s my proof that I did make it that night. 🙂

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