When I moved to Australia fifteen months ago, I knew a grand total of 3 people who lived in the country. I had no job lined up. I did not have an apartment to live in. All I knew was I had a passion and agreed with the Catch the Fire vision to see a new church planted in Sydney. I shed a few uncomfortable tears as I adjusted to the culture shock, came to terms with my unrealized expectations, and accepted that life might not be quite as easy as I originally anticipated. Throughout the uncertainty of those first few weeks I held onto the knowledge that God had led me here for a purpose and He was going to work the details out. After six difficult weeks, so much changed in the span of just a few days. I received my first contract job, found a lovely place, moved in with an even lovelier flatmate, and successfully helped launch CTF Sydney. It took six weeks for the basics to sort themselves out. Looking back it doesn't seem like that long, but in the middle of the unknowing, it felt like an eternity.


As the months rolled by, I continued to see His faithfulness as the church continued to grow. I made new connections and started building beautiful friendships. The young women in my connect group became my best friends. I beheld the beauty of the turquoise water and gorgeous beaches, bushwalked through the mountains, explored the wineries set on the rolling countryside, and interacted with Australian wildlife. Most of the days were good and even great, with opportunities to choose to trust my loving Father sprinkled intermittently.


During the first year I hopped from one contract job to another through a placement agency. It was enjoyable I as I got to experience a little bit of everything: health care, IT, finance, and a university. However, it was not all roses and daisies as some contracts only lasted a few days and I never knew how long it would be before my next placement. Yet, God's faithfulness proved true as the next job always came through right when I really needed it. During this time I would occasionally look for positions in the chemistry field, but I really felt a peace to enjoy the season I was in and not to worry or spend time hunting for a job.
As 2014 kicked off with a spectacular bang, (Sydney Harbour fireworks are unmatched by anything other display I've seen in my life) I knew I was called to stay in Sydney longer and finally felt prompted to start looking for a job sponsorship. I looked into other visa possibilities, but I didn't have a peace about pursuing any other alternatives, such as going back to university full-time. Initially I wasn't worried at all, but as the weeks ticked by I began to question if I was hearing God correctly because each open door I knocked on closed.
In March, I planned a trip back to the US to visit friends and family and attend my sister's wedding. Booking a roundtrip ticket was certainly not the most logical thing to do at the time, but after much prayer and counsel I continued to feel God say He was going to open a door for me to stay. Ten days before my trip, I found out I was losing my room and would have to move completely out. Not only was I now packing for a holiday, but I was also packing up the rest of my belongings, unsure where I was going to live when I got back...

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