Yesterday I got the chance to visit the place I have called home for the past two years. It was hard for me, though I didn't think it would be. I thought I had moved on and was blooming where I was planted (California City), but I guess that is not the case. I suppose I sort of feel like I was deracinated from the place I loved so very much....but deep down I do know this is where God has sent me.
Don't get me wrong, I am VERY blessed to have been provided a job and a place to live, but I discovered that my heart is still in Murrieta; I am torn between the place I love so much and the place I am now. I just miss it there so much; my church, my apartment, my friends, everything... I know that God has a better plan than I could ever dream up, but sometimes it is hard. I do know that I can trust Him and that He has good plans for me here. I am doing my best (though I am not doing a very good job of it) to make the most of being back here...I know He is still good!