The Next Thing...

Well...I have determined my next thing. I'm moving. I've been praying about it for several months (if not for the past 2 years), and things have just finally fallen into place. You see...I think God finally hit me over the head with a tack hammer. Recently, I had been telling some of my friends that no matter how crazy your authority is, you should trust that God will protect you if you obey...ie. if you're under His authority, then you're under His protection. Well...one night, Mom and I were having a discussion, when I realized that I wasn't under my authority. She was saying "it's time," and I was saying, "oh, you don't know." Umm...Hello?!? Anyway...so...all these doors started to open, and even though I don't know what I'm doing, or why, I know that I should take each step as it comes.
It's a strange feeling. People have asked, "are you excited?" Well...I'm not sure. Others have asked why on earth I'm moving out. All I can say is that it's the next step and that it's time. Other than that, I don't know. That's what's strange. I'm not one that adapts to change easily, and I very seldom step out without having the next 10 years mapped out, etc. But I'm learning. And I am excited to know that I'm moving as God directs. And that's enough for me.