It’s safe to say that this week did not go as planned. If you would’ve told me a week ago that I would still be in Israel and not going to my best friend’s wedding, I would’ve laughed and said, “No way!” However, here I am, sitting in my kitchen with a bowl of cereal… People react to disappointment in different ways. Some scream, cry, and don’t accept what is happening to them; while others, though still sad, decide to dwell on positive rather than negative emotions to pull them through. I’m a mixture of both. At the beginning of this trial, I had moments where I sobbed and got angry; but as I learned that nothing would’ve changed had I seen my error earlier, I quickly came to terms with my new reality. I would not be sitting here writing this had I not leaned on God and continuously prayed for His peace and wisdom to help me through this week. He has been my rock, and now that the trauma is over, I’m finally able to collect my thoughts. I’m a true believer in everything happening for a reason, and though I don’t understand it right now, I might find out one day. So, instead of seething in bitterness and disappointment, I’ve decided that my time is better spent thanking God for His guidance and the strength He gave me to make it through this exhausting week. Stay tuned for the blog explaining the events that have led me to where I am today. Shabbat Shalom!
“You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you. Trust in the Lord forever, for the Lord, the Lord himself, is the Rock eternal.” Isaiah 26:3-4 NIV : YouVersion