See you later, not goodbye

Hmmm...where to begin, these last few weeks have been a whirlwind.

Two weeks ago I received a letter from Immigration Services and upon paying them a visit I found out my visa was denied. I walked home confused and upset, isn't this where God placed me? Wasn't this His idea to come to Copenhagen? What now? Where to now? I put all my eggs in one basket. I prayed and cried around the beautifully snow covered lakes, which made me cry even more. I love this city, I think it's beautiful! I love the people I live with, they are absolutely amazing! Why do I have to leave? By the end of the walk, I once again gave this dream God had given me, back to Him. I've learned that His ways are better than my ways and His plans are greater than my plans. He's not crushing the dream, although it feels that way, He's expanding it.

The next few days were spent wondering what on earth I was supposed to do? Is this one of times that you have to pray and have faith that somehow something will happen and I will be able to stay? Or is it time to go home? I don't know. I just don't know. But I do know that if something doesn't happen quickly, I could be in trouble. So I prayed and prayed and the house prayed and prayed again for me and with me. And God brought peace. It is right that I am in Denmark. He put the dream on the inside of me to come to Europe and it is right. It rarely looks like I picture it, but then again I tend to put God and myself in a box. Luckily, God takes me out of that box and opens my eyes to what He has intended.

When Frank and Betina arrived from the states, I felt like a little child that hadn't seen my parents in weeks! I cried, I was so happy they were home, even though they couldn't change my circumstances, there was something about them being home. I realized how much I love and appreciate them. After they had rested they called me up to their apartment and we talked about my situation. They prayed for me and I left with a peace, knowing that God was in control.

The next day my mom and sister arrived, I was so happy to see them, I cried again. God surrounded me with the best support while I was struggling to find out what to do. I found a plane ticket at an unreasonably good price and thought it must be to good to be true, but then it was as if Jesus was saying, I love you. He provides for every need. He has made a way.

Today I am leaving Copenhagen, yet still apart of the people He has joined me to here.