Okay that title’s a little misleading… it’s definitely not a city I’m moving to… say hello to your newest small-town-girl!
After a week of training in Québec City last week (which is another beauty on its own, check out these pics:)
I got onto a questionable plane taking me to Gaspé – a sweet, small town on the very East Coast of Québec that, I too, didn’t know existed until I was offered a job there. I was so shook I made it safely in that tiny plane last Friday I almost forgot to get off the plane, which was headed to a second stop at a nearby island. That’s how East Coast we’re talking.
Now, before we get started: a couple of disclaimers!
First, I wanna apologize to my friends and family for delayed replies this past month. The move has been challenging, both physically and emotionally and my apartment doesn’t have wifi yet. (That’s prolly 90% of the reason why it’s been physically and emotionally exhausting hahah jk) no but seriously any wifi I do get at the only McDonald’s in town I usually use to Google “how to pay rent” or “how to get a health card here,” and obviously to call my mom to let her know I’m fine (lol).
But since I now have somewhat proper data on my phone thanks to a new plan – goodbye Freedom Mobile – my number has changed! If you’d like to update my number on your phone please msg me on Facebook so I can text it to you.
Alright, now back to the letter:
To my friends and family, especially the ones who encouraged me to take this step and those who made me feel like I have a supportive community holding me up back home while I’m here: thank you.
Thank you to the people who took time and energy to show up to my going-away party (I still look back at pictures!)
Thank you to the people who gifted me with decor/props to remind me of my “why” and to help me remember that I am loved not only by you all but by God as well, enough to bless me with a season of isolation for a little while so I can focus on who He is and what He wants for His people.
Thank you for the people who checked in on me along the way. I couldn’t have asked for sweeter friends.
I’m writing this letter to thank my community also, for being my anchor for so long and yet for helping me step foot into uncertainty now. I’m thanking the friends that have believed in my humanness enough to forgive me when I was a poor friend to them this past year because of this move. I’m thanking the people I’ve had my walls up against because I thought I was protecting my heart during this time, in order not to miss them more than I knew I would. I’m thanking my family for believing in me, in knowing being on my own is nothing I can’t handle (with the help of their countless, much-needed prayers.)
Last but not least, I want to thank God for never giving up on me. For always sending help at my SOS. For making sure my heart was taken care of every step of the way.
This move is for my soul.
I know now if I want to change the world I must start with myself. If I want change at all, I must be willing to embrace change in my own life, as chaotic as it may look or feel.
And I’m taking this time to get to know myself fully. Away from the noise. Away from the conditioning. Away from what my wounds have taught me about life and what is or isn’t important.
It’s time for me to heal. To follow the direction of Jesus. The way he enjoyed silence with God. The way he unplugged from the crowds when he needed to. The way he relied solely on God to provide. And the way he asked for his cup to be taken if it was in God’s will, yet carrying it all the way to destiny if it wasn’t taken away.
I have chosen to see life in the light of many for many years, but I think it’s time to look at it in the eyes and intention of the one who created it. This is the way I have been trying to obey in this season, and I can’t wait to get back home to share the glory that came from it.
And on top of that, I get to do all of this growing and learning/unlearning while spending time teaching one of my fave languages to tiny humans!? In a sweet town where you get fresh bagels delivered to your door and where everyone says bonjour to you on the streets!? Where I get to spend quiet time reading scripture on my own!? Where a ski resort is 5 mins away!?
And so much more… Healing, here we come!
I’ll definitely be blogging/vlogging throughout this new season, and I’ll be bringing back stories from this beautiful, small town. I’ll also be reaching out to many of you because I want to know how God is working in your lives, too. Let’s find opportunities to give him the glory where ever it’s due.
P.S. special thanks to my mama and brother for making it all the way up here this past week to help me settle. I seriously couldn’t have done it without you!
À bientôt mes amis!
(Wow I totally shoulda written this whole post in French.. hm well there’s plenty more of where this came from – stayed tuned for the next one!)