Thanksgiving week comes around, and I had two choices of where to go for the holiday. One, go up to my cousins house in Murrieta. Two, go up to Lake Arrowhead with my birth family. I was torn.
Now in my mind, others opinions and thoughts matter more than my own. So when it comes to making a decision of one or the other, I tend to over think the situation. I end up waiting to the last minute to make a decision, and in certain situations, run from the consequences. A trait which I am trying to change.
I wait till Tuesday to decide. I choose to head up to Lake Arrowhead. I could not tell you why I chose Arrowhead, because I honestly didn't know. However, I ran from the consequence of choosing my birth family over my cousins house. I will tell of the results and redemption of that choice in a later blog.
While up in the mountains I make a real connection with my entire birth family and have a great time, while also missing the rest of my family. While I was there though, I had a big feeling that I was were I needed to be.
We come to the end of Thanksgiving weekend, it's Sunday and I just drove back with my birth mom, Angie, her husband, Eric, and my brother and sister, Riley and Reesie. We get back to the house around 5pm, and I'm given a decision. I can either stay at the house or go to church with them. I haven't been to church in a long time mind you. My initial thought was to stay at the house, but something was pushing me to go. So we went to Southlands @ The Gallery.
As soon I walk into the building, I'm not only hit with a sense of peace, but also with a bunch of greetings and hugs. They knew Angie very well and knew of our reconnection. Needless to say, they were very happy to finally meet me. After the meet and greet sessions, and many mistaken South African accents for Australian, we all go into the main area to sit. That night they were showing a movie called, Faith Like Potatoes. This movie literally changed my life.
The movie is a true story about a South African farmer who goes through rough patch and ends up finding God and Christ. The moment he was saved, I felt God come into my life and fill the giant void. God had planned the whole weekend, just for that moment. After 10 years, my faith was not only restored, but reinvented. Not only was it my faith, but I myself was reinvented.
The next month was filled with so many amazing changes to my life, of which will be the subject of my next blog. Which I promise will be up sooner than a month!
