I haven’t written anything in quite a while and I guess in part it’s because I struggled to know what to write. The first few weeks here were fine but as time has worn on the reality of living in a new place where I don’t know anyone kicks in. I guess I’ve hit some low points over the last month and this past week has seen that again. The Kellett’s have been away on holiday which has left me to fend for myself. Although I did have some high points, such as; a great evening with some friends, and some great results from Arsenal this week, I think this was the first week I have let myself entertain the thought ‘If only I had stayed up in Manchester’.
I know however, the temptation to have stayed in Manchester would have only been the ‘comfortable’ decision. It would have been the easy option. I would have had a great job with my last placement, a whole host of friends, and would have lived in a buzzing city with lots going on. But I know it wouldn’t have been good for me. It’s not where God wanted me to be.
God is currently stretching me and growing me in ways that I just wouldn’t have had the opportunity too if I had stayed in Manchester. Stretching is always a painful experience but reaps huge benefits later on. A good friend of mine, in Manchester felt God say that I shouldn’t despise these days of small beginnings. I totally agree with him. It’s painful at times but I know God is building in me character and gifting that will bring increased fruit in the future.
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