FAITH! For without it you will fail.
The NIV Bible, Hebrews 11:1 Says “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”
Romans 10:10 says ” For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you profess your faith and are saved”.
The dictionary says faith is a observance of obligation, a belief in something, a confidence in a thing or person.
The thesaurus says Faith is trust in something. A belief in a higher being.
I have faith that if we are meant to relocate it will happen. Things will come together. God will provide the path to wherever we belong. That’s what faith means to me.
We’ve gotten very clear signs we do not belong here. This isn’t where we want to be, not where we want to raise our kids.
Prices are very high in southern California especially at the coast. If we stay here we will never own our own home.
People here are always in a rush. They honk a split second after the light changes green and you don’t move. Then they veer around you and yell at you or flip you off. My children have seen things here I didn’t see at their age.
Of course I wasn’t raised here either. I was raised in the mid west. Where people are warm and calm. Not cold and rushed. Where people stop and enjoy the seasons not bitch because its foggy, or windy, or raining. Where people help their friends, their neighbors, their community. Not obstruct their view of reality by being materialistic and turning their head to avoid seeing what’s going on in their world.
I long for a place to call my HOME, a place to raise my kids. A calm place. A better life for the kids. A better life for their children, when they get married. A better life for my husband and I. Less hostility, less rushed. Smaller class sizes than 41-45 students.
A place that is accepting of kids with special needs. A place where everyone is viewed as a worthy life.
A place that the air isn’t brown everyday with smog, a place with views of things other than my blockwall or my neighbors house, a place where I will hear sounds other than my neighbors dogs, drums or ambulances going to help people that have crashed their cars, a place where my kids might have a Caucasian friend, a place where kids on the way to school don’t have to be paralyzed in fear wondering if today is the day they will get hit by a parent in a rush to get to Los Angeles for work.
A calming, beautiful place with genuine people. Not the fake Californians I live with now. I know very few people without cosmetic improvements. I’m all natural! The way God made me!
I have faith that it will work out. I can feel it. I just need to stay on track and be patient.
Thanks for following along on our journey…