It’s hard for me to believe that three years ago yesterday, I packed up and moved to Minneapolis. If someone would have told me then what my life would look the way it does today, I would have laughed. Really, really hard.

I’m so glad I didn’t know anything.

God picked me up and moved me out of the situation I was in. He took care of me. He took care of everything. He gave me a job, enough money and a way out. He was patient with me even when it hurt so bad. He grew me through it.

God went before me and prepared a way for me. He provided a job that was more than I imagined. He led me to a church where I would find Him. He gave me family there. He allowed me to be content in Him alone.

The God really outdid himself. He brought me a best friend. Then he cleared my vision and allowed me to see that my friend was my husband, my better half, my leader and my soulmate. He gave me more than I possibly deserved.