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She was Land Locked.

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Today marks my first month calling Tampa, home.
One month. It is definitely a good sign that I’ve made it this long.
I figured that if I was going to fail, I would have done it by now.
But here I am, living and thriving!
And dear heaven do I love it here.
I love the over sized lizards that greet you every time you walk out the door. The snakes and bugs that disappear as fast as they appear.
Taking cold showers every single day without question.
Sweating if not all day, at least once everyday.
The feel of air conditioner hitting your face the moment you enter any building or home.
These are the things I love. The things I’ve dreamed of having since I was a child.
Today I read that God likes to outdo himself. His dream for your life is so much bigger than your own.
He is going to take you places that you never thought possible, open up doors that you never imagined to be unlocked.
He’s going to bring talent out of you that you didn’t even know you had.
This is when I get excited about my future!

My destiny is not determined by the economy, how I was raised, or my education.
My destiny is determined by Almighty God. Look at where he has brought me!

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When Strangers See It Too.

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God has touched me in so many ways in the past four days, I just have to write now, collaborate later.

“I saw you on a treadmill wearing highheals. You were running as fast as you possibly could, with your arms reached out infront of you, reaching for something.
You were running and running and stumbling and catching yourself. And then after running as far as your body could take you, you reached out and hit the stop button.
The treadmill slowly comes to a halt, and you just fall back into someones arms. Completely drained of every last breath you could muster.
You just collapse. Laying there in his arms”

The man that spoke these words to me is almost a stranger. An acquaintance you might say.
He had been one of the men at the bible study I had joined my father at.
He had seen me sitting there and hugged me tightly, after about an hour into he bible study he stopped everything to tell me this.
This is a man that knows nothing of my life, a man that could not possibly know the relevance this vision (for lack of better words) had.
My heart was in my throat. How can someone know things like this about me.
God is so powerful.