Firsts

There have been so many things I've done for the first time this past week, from moving out of state, to finding a Laundromat, to getting on a new train and finding my way around town. Even finding a grocery store and a drug store [Bed, Bath & Beyond at 1st Ave and 61st has all drugstore items- -I am in love with that store!] where I can find reasonably priced items, (reasonable for NY, anyway) has been a big discovery and a challenge. Some of these firsts are obviously more difficult that others. I mean, you can't really compare moving to NY with finding a Laundromat, can you? But underneath, there is that same step or leap of faith I must take to accomplish each task.

I realize how different my life is now, not because of the move, but because of how much trust and faith I now have to step out of my comfort zone. I used to live in fear pretty much all of the time. I was fearful of the future, scared of the past, and so uncertain of the present. I felt mostly all alone, and even remembering how I was makes me sad; mostly, I think, because I know so many people continue to live in that place of fear.

And now I can honestly say that I no longer live in that place of fear. It is still scary and uncomfortable whenever I step out of my comfort zone, but I no longer am alone. I know I have Jesus with me every step of the way, and I feel confident in his desire to keep me safe.