There and Back Again; A Texan's Tale

...In case you haven't caught the drift yet, this is the map in which my brother and I moved, from point A (Seminole, Texas, US-of-the-great-A) to point B (Steinbach, Manitoba, Canada), approximately 1,521 miles North. It took us, and my mom escorting, 2 and a half days to reach our destination, driving a total of about 9 hours each full day we were on the road. We just graduated 4 months prior, and now were headed off to some far, far away lands to attend a small, infamous bible school nobody really knows about at a church we've never really gone to. This is what my brother and I both believe God wanted us to do.

I last left off in my previous blog (Click Here if you haven't read it yet!) that I wasn't sure where God wanted me to go after Taran and I soon graduate from School of Ministers on April 26th, 2013. After living in Canada for about 7 months (that's over half a year. Holy smokes!), God gave me an answer.

"You've got what you came for. Now it's time to go back and share it."

GREAT!! ...and great...YES!! ...and nuhu. Nodding frantically!!! ...and pouting with every stubborn molecule in my body.

*Sigh* I've never felt such a split in my inner Texan-Canadianness in my entire life. So, I shall take the liberty of creating a visual for you, my fellow reader, to show you why such cataclysmic forces are erupting within my heart.


                      TEXAS                                            CANADA

Frequent scorching, warm weather	Frequent freezing snow to frolic in
Being with close, immediate family	Bonding with close, extended family
Dust storms	Blizzards
Family Harvest Church	Southland Community Church
Dirtbiking is actually possible all year round	Snowmobiling is actually possible all year round
Taking Maggie and Stephanie to amateur hockey games	Opportunities to see real hockey played by real men
Rattlesnakes	Maybe an apologetic bear
Freakishly close friends	Boyfriend (yeah, I said it.)

So as you can see, my heart is split between these two places, as small and insignificant as some of those reasons are. Where would I rather be, people always ask me? Well, I'm not sure. I've always loved Canada, but living here for about 7 months makes me realize how much I want to be with my immediate family and close friends. And then when I begin to think about all the things and people I'll miss in Canada, I get very sad and feel as if I can't pull this off.

But someone told me that wherever God takes you, He will always equip your heart for it. So I've made up my mind already.

I'm moving back to Texas this May.

But I'll always come back to Canada, because it's here where I've discovered what a fine life really looks like on your own.