I'm about to get real for a sec. When I look at these pictures, I often get this deep sadness and sense of dissatisfaction. In college, I felt SO sure that God's purpose for my life involved travel and/or living in another country. I knew that he had given me my hunger for travel for a reason. Now, living in Mississippi, I feel so thankful to have a job that allows me to influence lives every day, and I'm so incredibly blessed to have an amazing man to share a home and life with, but I still find myself asking God, "When? Is missions even still part of the plan? Did I misunderstand you? Have I been so wrapped up in my own desires that I just heard what I wanted to?"

Honestly, I don't have the answers to those questions. My heart still longs for travel and culture and missions, but I don't know how God is going to use that. What I can say is that I have learned so much about God through this area of confusion in my life. "Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, 'It is well. It is well with my soul.'" I now understand that my job is simply to do the best I can with the lot that I have been given in each moment, rather than constantly asking, "What next?" Because if I'm constantly questioning whether or not my vision for my life is going to happen, I'm not trusting that God's vision will be more fulfilling and more impactful than anything I could have ever imagined. And after all, this life is God's, not mine. The glory belongs to him, not me. I am exactly where I am for a purpose, and I am learning to be completely peaceful/content in that.