Oh CrazyTown? Yeah, that’s where I live. No joke, we are in the process of moving out of our home and I swear my new address is 123 Loonatic Lane, CrazyTown, USA. I’m not complaining, I’m laughing. Our house is a HOT MESS and it rivals the lifestyle and chaos of an episode of Real Housewives of Atlanta. It’s THAT trashy.

Yesterday a friend of mine called me after work just to tell me she thinks I’ve lost my sanity and should probably stop working until I find a house and settle down. I get it. I really do. But what do you do when you are joyously living in the middle of chaos? You keep spinning.

Ok, ok, some people would say to stop. And that’s wise if that is what you should do. But right now, all I know is that I’m suppose to not fight and let it go. As a lifeguard, we are trained that if you are caught in a rip tide, don’t fight the waves. For you to survive, you must go with the flow and swim sideways.

So I’m spinning. All of a sudden I feel like Kenya Moore from Real Housewives of Atlanta. Yes, “I’m TWIRLING!” [This reference either made you love me or despise my every being.]

My life is unlike yours and it should be. God is crafting our individual stories and our chapters will be paced differently. This is a season trust and transition. So I’m swimming against the current. It’s hard and scary and sometimes overwhelming, but it’s good and right and strengthening my trust.

For memories sake and for the posterity of what is going on in my life, I’m documenting this season—right now—so I never forget how He met me in moments of spinning.

• Millie [aka The BEST Mom in the WORLD] is ill once again and doctors don’t have answers
• My dearest friend has been battle an untreatable disease for over a year and she’s in pain
• We at A21 [aka The Freedom Fighters] are daily trying to abolish slavery, find traffickers, and change laws… so there’s that
• Matt [aka The Sexiest Beast Alive] has a sport’s injury four weeks ago and he’s been in pain ever since
• Our owner [aka Mrs. Hannigan] sold our house and we have ten days to find a house, move out, and move into a new place
• I have a massive deadline that I need to meet [aka The Deadline I Will Miss]

When I look at what is going I could get overwhelmed [and there are moments I do], but I know that God is in control. He has fashioned me for such a time as this. I’m standing knee-deep in hopeless situations fully trusting that the God of the IMPOSSIBLE is going to show up. Why? Because he ALWAYS does.

• When we had no food in our refrigerator growing up, God provided
• When I didn’t know how I was going to afford college, God provided
• When I couldn’t find a job after college, God provided
• When I feared not being accepted to graduate school, God provided
• When mom had cancer and specialist were far away, God provided
• When Matt and I needed a house 3 years ago, God provided

If He did it before, He can do it again!

I’m en route to Baltimore, Maryland to teach about the faithfulness of God and the work He is doing in our lives. As much as I would love to show up in new clothes, no cellulite, and a perfect life, I’m literally sharing what it feels like to be in the midst of trial and not just survive, but thrive. Because we can.

I know there is an enemy who wants to take us out, but listen to me: Do not let him. All I want do is scream, IS THIS ALL YOU HAVE?! YOU CAN’T STOP ME! I’M GOING TO KEEP ON KEEPING ON, SUCKA’! There is calling and purpose over our lives so don’t quit. That’s the easy way out. Keep pushing forward, move up that hill, press on, friends.

I don’t know where you are at in this season of life, but hang on. If you need to stop, then stop. But if you know you have to move forward, keep moving forward. Our God is faithful. Our God is more than enough. Our God is provider. Our God is strong. Our God is good. Our God cares.

Gone With The Wind Fabulous,
B [aka Kenya Moore]