After a long day, sometimes I can't help wondering if I am going to be ok moving 1,200 miles away from home. Certain scenarios play through my head over and over again. What will happen if I don't find a job? If my car breaks down, who would I call? What if I get sick?
The last one is the question is the one that bothers me the most. I have gotten sick away from home plenty of times, but I also know in the end, I can be home in an hour or two. When I move, I can't just drive home if I don't feel good.
The other day on Facebook, a friend of mine asked me to share my favorite verse. I knew which verse I wanted to post, but it just wasn't ever convenient to post it. Tonight, after a very long, time consuming day, I posted it; Isaiah 58:9, "Then you will call, and the Lord will answer; You will cry for help, and He will say: Here I am."
That was exactly what I needed to hear tonight. It was as if God was telling me to wait to post it until He knew I needed to hear it the most. I can almost guarantee that when I move, I will get sick. It happens every now and then, and I never know when it is going to happen. In that moment, I just pray that I am reminded of Isaiah 58:9. "You will cry for help, and He will say: Here I am."
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