Walking with a purpose

"All of His goodness, and all of His promises....He's holding my world in his hands" It just hit me. I am 26. I am usually the person that makes a huge deal about her birthday. Celebrating for a whole entire month, dropping hints to my family and friends about what I want, and asking people to clear their schedules for my big day. In my opinion I feel like people should be off work and rest in honor of September 19th. Laughable I know. Never the less this month has brought so many reflections about what year 25 meant to me. How God provided, how I struggled, and how I grew up.  God provides in the most unexpected ways.  Reading my journal from this past year  I was reminded of how important the journey is. Why God requires us to wait on certain things, and why you should not just take things in your own hands.  One major thing I had to let go of to cling to the promises God has for me was fear. I turned away from those things that held me down a...