It’s officially summer in California. It’s hot. By hot I mean yesterday when I was around town my car was telling me it was 114 degrees outside. That my friends is hot. A cup of coffee is only good in that kind of heat when it’s iced. And water is really your only friend.
In the last year and a half I’ve learned quite a bit living out here. When you are in Orange County the only acceptable color to wear is black. Black on black on black. And coffee – coffee is a thing. More than just running to your local Starbucks. In fact, drinking Starbucks might even be a little unacceptable. If you do, you need to be desperate or not tell anyone. The 90’s are also coming back with gusto. Walk into any Urban Outfitters, Anthropologie, or Forever 21 and you are re-living Clueless. Can’t say I hate it, any excuse to wear ripped jeans and an oversized flannel I am totally in. It’s almost cool to be a little weird. In n Out is kind of a cult (very delicious I might add). No one eats at Wendy’s. Acai Bowls will ruin your life in the best way possible, and I am going to need North Carolina to get on the ball with those. It’s fruity goodness with granola, I prefer banana on top, and then the added coconut flakes are like the cherry on top. It’s Vans not Converse. And skateboarding is a thing even when you are 45 years old. Surfing is a lifestyle and if you don’t love the beach? Well…you should probably re-live living in California.
I am going home next month for a few days and quite frankly, I am looking forward to the slow paced life and fried food. But something tells me when my visit comes to an end I will be more than ready to come back to the land of SoCal.
I like living here, I like meeting new people, and I like eating at In N Out. I don’t have everything worked out and I am currently job searching. But, there is great peace in knowing that you are right where you are suppose to be. Also, great comfort in knowing that you have met people that have become family. I don’t mean replace your family – my mom, dad, and brother are one of a kind and I am beyond grateful that the Lord chose to give them to me – but just more people that uphold the same values that your parents instilled in you and take you in as their own. Plus, they let you eat their food. Don’t get me wrong, I am not painting a picture of a perfect life because I am far from perfect and so is my life. There are still things that I long for and I find myself constantly telling Jesus about them. And this is what he so graciously reminded me the other day:
Romans 8:24-25, ‘Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see; we wait for it with patience.’ Bam! Didn’t hit you at first? Let me explain: the conversations I have had over the last couple months seem to center around the same thing. We are all waiting on the Lord to deliver that one thing that we so desperately want. This could range from a new job to a husband or wife. I fall in this category of waiting for something only the Lord can provide. It’s usually something our hearts desire so badly that we can’t put it into words. Something we are constantly bringing to the Lord in prayer. By all means, yes, this is what we should be doing – bringing our burden to the Lord. The key in waiting is not how we accomplish these things that we so desperately want but the key is pressing into Jesus and drawing on his patience to strengthen our patience. Then in his perfect timing, and only his perfect timing, will he blow our minds with his incredible answer to our prayer.
This speaks to my heart in more way than one. So in Matthew when it tells me to seek, pray, and knock. I must keep doing those things. Those are all action words that require me to do something not just sit and do nothing. Constantly seeking Jesus in what I do is how he knows how serious I am about the burden he has put on my heart. But the best part?! He hears me and will answers when it’s best for me.
Take heart my friends…he know and he hears. And while your at it check out Calvary Chapel Costa Mesa Lift. It’s their Monday night bible study and it’s pretty great. This summer we are going through the book of Song of Solomon. Yes, we are talking about sex. Who better to get instructions about passion from than the God who made passion. Happy Monday.