Moving away from Home

Moving out of North Carolina was a very large step for me. I had never lived out of the state before and I had never 

lived so far away from my family. Now don't get me wrong I have lived far away from them before, I went to college 4-6 hours away from them (it was dependent on the parent). However, I have never lived 10 hours away from them. So from living in North Carolina all my life to living in Detroit, Michigan is a very big change.

I have been here for about 2 and a half months and after many challenges I have faced within the organization, with the scholars, and with the administration I began to doubt if this is really where I was supposed to be. I began to miss the constant presence of my family and friends, I am in now way lacking support, but their presence is what I am missing. Not to mention that Detroit is a hard city, it is going through a lot of economic issues and for lack of a better work it is not pretty. I was beginning to become more homesick then I have ever been in my entire life. I began to nonchalantly look at other opportunities.

I began to struggle more and more with if this is where God wanted me to be? Is this where I wanted to be? So after speaking with both my parents and my best friend I took my Father's advice, he is a Reverend. He told me to pray for either another door to open or for a sign, and if a sign were to appear to give me strength. So I prayed, and a sign is what I got today. A sign in the mail from my best friends Mother Beth. It was a necklace and a note, but I was immediately given the calming sensation that this is where I am supposed to be.

Oh how God works in mysterious ways!