I didn’t cry in the airport bathroom today. I’ve cried a lot this year. In many ways, this has been the hardest year of my life.
In many ways, this has been the best year of my life. I moved abroad exactly one year ago. You’ve probably heard the story - so I won’t bore you with the details - but in the past year I’ve called the States, the UK & (now presently) Germany home. I’ve felt every discomfort of change, culture & loneliness. I’ve woken up in places I never dreamed I’d visit & met people I never imagined I’d call my friends. I’ve cried in every country I’ve visited. I’ve cried in every country I’ve left. But today, I didn’t cry in the airport. I’m getting stronger - I can feel it. I can hear it in my voice, I know it in my soul. The Lord has carried me to nearly a dozen countries this year. He’s held me through moments of utter brokenness and given me more grace-filled moments of goodness than ever before. No matter where I’ve gone, He’s been there. He’s heard me yell. He’s heard me scream. He’s watched my tears fall & He’s watched my knees hit the ground. He’s been there through sleepless nights & held me on days I couldn’t get out of bed. He was there then, but He’s here now. And He will be there every step of the way — present in every season — but especially here - especially today. Just as sure as the sun, I know I’ll be okay. Because He’s done it before & He can do it again.
Here’s to a season of mountain tops & valleys — may it grow me & hold me in His unwavering faithfulness. Until next time America, next stop: Deutschland (and @lukaskriem) ✈️💕✨
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