So Chicago it is: Learning to say ‘thy will be done’

In my last blog post, I talked about how I was in a season of change and uncertainty. I was unemployed without much sense of direction, and I was still adjusting to life back in America.

Fast-forward a month: I’m still in Chicago, and little things are starting to fall into place. I got a job working as a writer and editor for a network of Charter Schools. I signed a lease for a new apartment with a friend. I even found a car.

Everything seems to be settling down. I can now say with some sense of certainty that I will be living and working in Chicago for the foreseeable future.

For the most part, things are good here. I get to live with my best friend after having spent the majority of our friendship being multiple time zones apart. I really like my new job, and I mean really like it. I’ve kind of hit the post-graduate jackpot and I’m so grateful for that.

But I still have to be reminded daily that I am blessed where I am now. Because no matter how much I love living with my friend, no matter how awesome my job is, I still struggle with the fact that I did not choose this place. I wanted to stay in England. It had become my home and I wanted to continue to build the relationships I had there. But God had (has) other plans.

What’s funny is that my prayer between October and March was that God would give me a sense of direction, that I would know where I would be in 2017. I declared that I was ready to go wherever he called me, that waiting was more painful than any answer to my prayer.

I had continued to pray “I will follow you,” but with the quiet hope that England would be the answer. And here I am, in nearly April of 2017. Chicago is the answer, and the words “Thy will be done” have never felt more humbling. My prayer now is that I will start to build relationships here and learn to call Chicago home, too. I’m tired and a little shaken up, but I’m excited to see what happens next.

2 thoughts on “So Chicago it is: Learning to say ‘thy will be done’

    1. Yes, I do hope that Chicago will feel more and more like home with time. I never expected England to be home, so I’m always up for happy surprises. And thank you!

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