Right before Thanksgiving, I decided to move back home to Dallas, Texas due to some financial issues. I wanted to go back to school, but couldn’t afford to cut any hours at work and live here on my own. The Lord quickly called me to go back home, so I followed. I didn’t want to go, but it was (at the time) what I needed to do. Once I got home, my family and I started thinking through my options. My parents are a huge help and support me with any decision I make, trusting that I will seek The Lord’s plan over my own. After weighing out the options and looking into the logistics, it made the most sense to be back in Arkansas and finish school. So, I am packing up all my stuff, yet again, and making the long haul back to the good ole natural state!
Okay - so what happened with God calling me to Dallas? This is something I’ve been praying about a lot. I was insecure and almost didn’t want to even come back to Fayetteville (even though I really REALLY did) because I was so dead set on God calling me back to Texas. Well, He did. And He has opened the door for me to go back to Arkansas. None of this was a waste and I don’t believe that any of this didn’t serve a purpose.
Think of the story of Abraham and Isaac. God called Abraham to climb a mountain and sacrifice his child, something He had prayed for long before. Without question, he obeyed The Lord. He climbed the mountain and prepared to sacrifice something he loved, Isaac. Once at the top, God freed him from sacrificing his kid, and Abraham praised Him. I’m not comparing myself to Abraham, but I think this situation is similar. God called me to Dallas, somewhere I had zero desire to go. He stretched my obedience and trust. I questioned it often, but knew that was certain what He wanted me to do. Then, He freed me to go back to where I loved, where I want to live and raise a family one day. None of this was wasted, and I will praise God for the whole journey and test of obedience.
Since deciding to go back, every detail has fallen into place. I am able to move back into my apartment with my roommates that I adore, I was still somehow registered at the community college here so I didn’t have to re-apply, I’m able to get in-state tuition at University of Arkansas (which is where I will be transferring after this semester) and I found the degree that I actually want to study and feel passionate about.