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July 6, 2014

Yesterday as I hiked a trail at Great Falls I couldn't help but notice little man made monuments in the midst of the amazing God made monument. On either side of the path there were clusters of rocks stacked and arranged in curious locations. I was fascinated in spotting them, knowing that some group of people must have made them as a tribute to their god.

The monuments caused me to ponder my own life as the words "thus far" hummed in my ears. I reflected on my DC journey and how God has brought me thus far. I so desired to create my own monument as the sun set. Knowing that God has orchestrated and led my steps this far, He can be trusted to lead me into the unknown valleys of seminary, leadership, and greater calling. This morning I took some time to continue reflecting and it was this that brought tears to my eyes...


Two years ago I moved into my apartment with no furniture. I slept on a blow up mattress, and when I had a guest I slept on the floor. Eventually I also had a chair because my sister brought one over for me to borrow. Since then God has provided 3 beds, a couch, a love seat, a dining room table set that seats 5, balcony furniture. and an extra chair for good measure. It is God who has done it. It is God who has provided the money for the apartment and its furnishings. It is God who has paid all of the bills, especially evident during this last year. It is God who has provided a place of retreat, not just for me- but for others in their time of need.


This doesn't even recount the paths that God has led me in regards to work, church, and relationships...but one thing is sure. As the words of 1 Samuel 7:12 say "-Til now the Lord has helped us." And I am confident that He will continue.





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