Six months ago I stood in my kitchen surrounded by empty spaces where the cupboards used to be with a mess at my feet, wondering if my kitchen would ever be finished and would I love the design I had created. I was very happy to say goodbye to my teal coloured cupboards and apricot coloured benchtop. But I was starting to tire of DIY and designing on my own.
Six months ago I was about to call it quits on job searching, seeing that God was keeping every door closed that I was pushing on. Suddenly and unexpectedly a door sprung open last month, a door that I hadn’t even pushed on. God had gone ahead of me and opened it for me, revealed it to me and beckoned me to go through. So I followed Him and in two days’ time I finish at my current job and next week start a role in pilot programme in the health sector. Quite the change from child protection.
Over the past six months I have travelled around more of New Zealand than I have in the past five years. I have walked many many kilometres and stood in awe of the beauty of this nation on countless occasions. I have struggled to find flatmates but continued to trust and believe for God to bring the right people along in His timing (not mine) and what a blessing my new awesome flatmates are. I have ridden a bike for the second time in 15 years, gone rafting and jetboating. It would appear that I am becoming very adventurous. This is all thanks to a particular person who when I have by my side I feel as if I can do anything (possibly even go in a helicopter with one day but probably never to the point of jumping out of a plane). I have watched my beloved Port Hills burn and felt my heart break at the sight. I have survived another devastating earthquake and have been reminded by God that He is in control and that I can’t find my peace in an unshakeable place but in an unshakeable God.
Six months ago I was very single (whatever ‘very’ means) with no prospects on the horizon. Like the job search, all I saw was closed doors and no opportunities. But then with a wink and a smile everything changed and I started a journey with someone which will last a lifetime. I’ve learnt that I am worthy of being loved and that I actually deserve that and to be respected. I’ve been surprised with a bunch of white roses delivered to me at work by my boyfriend himself on Valentine’s day. I’m adjusting to life as a queen as that’s how he treats me. I’m beginning to understanding the enormity of the relationship decisions I’ve made along the way, in particular the decision not to compromise. So many times I could have looked out at my situation and seen wilderness and tried to create my own utopia there or plan my escape route. But instead I did my best to embrace the wilderness and learn what I could while I was there so I was prepared for the promised land.
Six months is comprised of 182 days. Looking back I feel as though every one of those days has been an incredible adventure, turning my life the right way up. I can’t wait to see what God has in store for the next six months. Every day is a treasure no matter whether life feels like it’s the right way up or wrong way up. Embrace the treasure of each day.