happy post-canadian-thanksgiving

Hi world, haven’t updated in awhile! I know my readers (all 2 of you) have been anxiously awaiting a new post. What’s happened since my last post? Let’s see… I left the bestest job ever, got married, and moved across the continent to a new city and new country to join my new hubby. I also started my Masters of Library and Information Studies at UBC, which by God’s provision is being paid for by several scholarships. School is kicking me into shape! My fave class right now is Resource Description & Access… I <3 metadata!

Transitioning to life in Canada hasn’t been easy, but as I grow older, I’m noticing that most things aren’t. My parents did a good job of sheltering me from the hard stuff and making life so easy! I have hope that this transition will be good, eventually, but right now it’s just hard. It’s been almost five months since we left DC; I’m still searching, trying to hear God’s voice and figure out why we’re here and for what purpose. I know that re-rooting ourselves is going to take time; it took time when I moved to DC, and it’s going to take time here in Vancouver.

Joe and I are still figuring out who we are as a married couple and how we fit into God’s purposes. I feel that the “couple identity” we had in DC was largely based on our desire to serve our church community and worship God through music. We haven’t played music together in 10+ months (since December 2008), when Joe moved from DC to Vancouver; he donated his guitar to the church and we still haven’t purchased a replacement. I think that finding him a guitar and reviving our musical connection and worship is one key to establishing our identity as a married couple in Christ…

One thing I do appreciate about being in Canada is that God is revealing to me the weakness of my faith and that He is sufficient. I have a ways to go in understanding what it means to truly rely and depend on Him. Even though I’ve been in denial about it, the truth is that I’ve always been dependent on other people– what they say, what they think, what they suggest I do. This started with my parents– since I was a child, I’ve been compliant, obedient, passive. I’ve been a follower of people and of people who follow Jesus; but I’m not sure how much I’ve directly followed Jesus Himself. I think I have here and there, but I know I’ve allowed my fear of man to stand in the way.

So that is my new prayer. Even though I desperately want Vancouver to feel like home, to belong and to feel safe here, what I need even more is to learn how to be secure in my salvation in Christ. That is where everything begins. I need the Holy Spirit to grant me the desire to understand His thoughts and His ways, and to value them more than man’s thoughts/ways, and to equip me with courage to live out what He desires for me, and not just mull over everything. I think too much and worry too much! Way too much.

Married life has been good. I’m so thankful for Joe. He’s been so supportive and loving, and he eats all my cooking experiments. He even started making a huge batch of spaghetti once a week for the days I don’t get home from school until late. Yay for husbands who are cool with kitchen duties. :)

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