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Let it rain...

I was reading something in my new book that really got me thinking. Got me thinking about the trials I am facing and this difficult transition....

"Someday you're gonna look back on this moment of your life as a sweet time of grieving. You'll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing and you were in the best possible place in the world for it-in a beautiful place of worship, surrounded by grace. Take this time, every minute of it. Let things work themselves out..."

I was on the road that led to my Master's degree for 7 years. I worked full-time, so for many years I could only take a few credits at school. 7 years is a long time to work towards a goal. It was all consuming at times. I loved striving to get the best grades possible and learn all that I could....now I am left with a fancy frame and an Ivy League degree on the wall....but what else? What now?

I think the words in my book have been an impetus for me. I am seeing that this time I have had off has helped me to grieve and to transition. I am seeing it all as a blessing in disguise. I am appreciating the long journey and the fact that this leg of it came to a close. I had set my sights high and reached for the stars and it paid off.

Now I am setting new goals...making new plans, and reaching for the stars once more. I know that as I continue to work hard, my dream job will come. God knows when to send the rain...how it strengthens us for the road ahead. I know the clouds will be parting soon and I will run into the light of a new day. But until then, I give thanks and say, "Let it rain!"

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