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On a Peace That Passeth all Understanding

Seven months ago when embarking on this journey, I never would have guessed that one of my biggest struggles week-to-week would be getting to church. Never in a million years did I think that it would be so difficult. After all, for seven years while in Edinboro, I can count on my hand the times that I wasn't able to get a ride. Most often when I didn't go, it was because I made the choice not to attend. This post is not so much about missing church tomorrow, though.

Rather, during situations such as this, I find myself really struggling with the fact that I do not have the ability to drive. It makes me angry even though I have no control over it. On nights like this, I feel isolated and helpless.

I often wonder what it feels like to be spontaneous. To just be able to get up and go to the store, to visit a friend, head to church, etc. I pray that God would give me peace about it all.

I hate ending anything on a sad note. Despite not having the ability to drive, feeling isolated, and stuck at times, I am beyond grateful for the last seven months. I have grown in tremendous ways- as a Christian, as a person, as a friend, as an employee. I could say that I wish my life was easier, that I didn't have to deal with CP, that I lived closer to family or friends, or that I had my license and the ability to drive. But, without all of these struggles, I am confident I wouldn't have the friendships and relationships I so cherish. It may be hard at times, but my life is pretty great these days- a God that loves me like no other, new friends who support and love me no matter what, a family who will always have my back, a career that challenges me to rise above the day-to-day struggles- appreciating it for what it is- an amazing opportunity. At least for now, this is where God wants me. After a lot of prayer and supplication, I have a peace that I haven't had in quite awhile regarding employment. Maybe that will change in the future, but for now, I will rest in HIS arms knowing that HE is still on the throne.

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