Adjusting and Being Open To His Will

Do you ever wonder why God has led you to a certain place? I do. In fact, recently I have been doing that a lot. I still don't feel entirely at home here in Arizona. I talked a little before about how the weather is hard to get used to. Maybe I'm just being whiny, but right now it seems like a big deal to me that going outside in the summer is just not done here.

Also, I feel like I have to be aware of danger everywhere. Sure, I was not raised a city girl, My home town had a population of around 50,000 and the town we moved from had 25,000 or so (and that's when the students are there). When we first moved here, I imagined that every time I went to the park I would run into some sort of bad person. Every time I left the car in the parking lot of the grocery store, I just sort of assumed it would be gone when I came out. Eventually I realized that this wasn't true and I slowly adjusted.

Besides adjusting to city life, I have had to adjust to desert life. I'm not there yet. My hubby wants to go camping, and I would love it, but I know the moment I lay in the sleeping bag, I'll be stung by a scorpion or bitten by a rattlesnake. Really, if we just do it a couple of times, I'm sure I'll realize this is not true either.

I've been hesitant to complain or mention how it's been difficult for me. If I vocalized this then I feel that people would think that it's never going to work out for us here or I'll never adjust. I've even been a little afraid to pray about it, thinking that if I admitted these things to myself I would become unhappy.

Today however, I did it. I prayed and asked for some guidance on what God wanted from us here. I prayed for some peace while we're here. I even prayed that if we're not supposed to be here, that He show us His will.

Not five minutes went by before I received a phone call from one of the ladies in my church group. She's one of the few that are closer to my own age, and although her family is much bigger than ours is (right now) we seem to have quite a bit in common. She has been trying to set up some Evenings of Reflection for our parish as well as some sort of a Mom's Group and also wants to organize a couple of talks for the women of our parish.

Our parish used to be predominately a spanish one, and as such has quite a few activities for the spanish speaking there. It's a very vibrant community but recently the church has grown so much to include a number of english speaking families. Enough to add another mass in which 250 people come! But because this is a newer part of the community, there is not much for us to participate in.

So, she wanted to know if I would be willing to help her set up some of this, and also asked me to think about other ideas we could do to bring the people of the parish together. Of course, I said I would love to help.

Interesting, isn't it, that right when I'm feeling downhearted, God opens some doors for me. We may not be meant to be here for forever, but at least I know right now that God brought us here for a reason. He may only reveal Himself a little at a time, but He comes through when we need Him.