the dip

on the way back to columbia today after my birthday celebration at home this weekend, i listened to two older sermons from steven furtick. to be honest, i didn't really want to listen to them. they are from a few weeks ago and i really wanted to hear his newest segment on james, especially since he will be continuing that sermon series when we visit elevation on sunday. listening to those two sermons, however, rocked my world. steven furtick talks about what he calls "the dip"--low times in one's spiritual life. he talks about dips we are responsible for, out of our disobedience and ignorance, and then those dips that just...come.

it's nice whens omeone can find the words to express what you are feeling. until now, i would have never been able to put my finger on this condition. but after listening to those podcasts, it is clear the pain, loneliness, and fear i am feeling all come from "a dip" which is, in some ways, beyond my control. the bright side, however, is that because God was faithful before, i know He will continue to provide. maybe these feelings of loneliness and isolation are indeed feelings which will help me leave this place behind, and move on to whatever is next. it's just been a hard pre-transition, especially when what is next isn't really set in stone...i haven't heard from beeson and i'm getting worried because for once in my life, i have no backup plan. i'm guessing i'll hear either way in the next week...i'm just trying to remember that God has His timing, in all things.