I’ve been having a hard time living in Dallas. Mostly because roots haven’t been planted yet. I guess they are starting but I’m not content with the speed. Not feeling like we know enough people along with all of the other emotions of moving the past 2 years in a row.

Honestly though, that’s not it (atleast not wholly) because we are in an awesome home group, which God has answered prayers for friendships. I would be lying if I told you I didn’t have people to laugh with, if I didn’t have people to encourage me to use my gifts, parents to call and see at a moments notice, a husband that works his butt off for our family and that loves me with all he has, a daughter who gives hugs and kisses when asked, she laughs and makes faces and even gives me tissues with empathetic hugs when I cry. Some would say that I have it pretty good.

I know that my sin is wrapped up in this which is why I’m in this valley. If it comes to mind, please pray for me.