Just For A Moment…

 Over a month ago now, I first wrote about Spain. So many things were still up in the air. So many things needed to be worked out. A couple of weeks later, several things happened to make me doubt that I would get to go. I remember crying out to God, asking for an answer, and grace to accept that answer. God has truly taken me through a time of testing. Testing of my will, obedience to Him and others, and my least favorite thing in the world…patience. (I am SO not patient).  

God is still faithful, throughout all those nights with no answers. So much good came through that time of waiting. A lot of pruning was done in my heart, and I praise God for revealing my stubborn pride to me. Once I had finally given this trip back to God, which came from Him anyway, I still did not know how God was going to work everything out. Suddenly, email after email came from Spain, details flew into place, dates were set, and an amazing ticket was found.

Last week, with my family sitting around watching, I bought my ticket to Spain. It still hadn’t really hit me that night. Little by little it would sink in, and I would randomly scream, something I’m not sure my family appreciated, but they graciously understood.

But it really still had not sunk in to my heart. My head knew I was going. People knew I was going, but it still sounded weird to me when they said the words “You’re going to Spain!” Sunday afternoon I began to look at pictures, trying to imagine what I would see. I thought to myself “wow, that’s a beautiful place!” and then suddenly it hit me.

I am going to Spain! It has been sinking in slowly, but surely. And everytime I remember that I’m going to Spain, just for a moment, I can barely breathe…

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