Everyday is a new day with new struggles. When I was in Peru, I thought that time was going to be the most defining time of my life. I think I might have been wrong. Moving to Boise has been one of the biggest challenges with which I’ve ever had to face. Here are the things I have been learning:
I am not who I thought I was.
This is some I just realized now. When I came back from the mission field I thought I was pretty strong. I mean, I was on the mission field. I should’ve been strong and had my stuff together. God has shown me, that isn’t the case. He has a lot of work to do on my yet.
One of my biggest life struggles is anxiety, and it causes me to have little faith.
Again, coming off the mission field I thought that I was wrought with faith. In fact, other people told me they were impressed by my faith in God that He would provide. Maybe that was true for where I was, but recently He has been pushing me forward and testing the limits of my faith.
I am still growing, so there’s no need to be impatient with the process.
Once I know where I am going, I like to just get there. When I have the beauty of a particular design in my head, I become very impatient about realizing the project. The same goes for my internal life. When I see where I want to go, I get impatient with the process of striving for it, and rather need to remember there are many more lessons to be learned on that path.
There is nothing that quite energizes me as much as people do.
Be it coffee or Monster energy drinks, the one thing that I get energy from without contest is people. I’ve also found, however, that I use social interaction as a way to self-medicate and/or escape.
These are exciting times, though! I cannot express the odd, supernatural joy that I feel facing the craziness that God is using to prune me. It hurts, quite badly, but it is going to be worth it! My hope is in Christ. He is my anchor and my rock. All of this is to strengthen my faith to harden my easily bruising feet on this race toward Him.
Wherever Is Trevor 