On May 15th of that year, I was on my way home from graduation and prom. I had graduated earlier that day and I had my whole life a head of me. Life was good and I was looking forward to enjoying the summer before college. I was startled when I pulled into my parent's driveway only to discover all of my belonging out on the front porch and a note stating that I no longer had a room in my house that I had known for the past 10 months. Now in fairness to my parents, you must understand that we had become a blended family with a new sister in the house amongst 3 boys. There were three bedrooms in the house and my sister was getting older. My parents needed the room and I was the one leaving soon.
Once I got my bearings, I picked up my possessions and put them in the car and drove out of the the driveway hurt and without saying, "goodbye." I drove to my grandparent's house on the other side of town and asked them for a place to stay until I started school. They were as shocked as I was but was ready to take me in.
I now settled in for the summer but quickly realized that I had no vehicle of my own or no money. The car that I had used for prom was my oldest brother's and he wasn't about to part with it on a daily basis. My grandparents were loving but didn't offer much outside of food and shelter. I later realized how much they truly sacrificed during this time. I was alone, broke, and no where else to turn.
It was in this time that I started taking walks across the street where my grandparents lived in a neighborhood that had long and winding roads that I could get lost on for hours at a time. It was on these roads that God began to speak to me and let me know how much that He loved me. I can't explain it in its entirety; however, I can say that God was speaking directly to my heart.
I would start my walk around mid afternoon each day and cross the major highway that seperated my grandparent' s house and the neighborhood that I couldn't wait to get to. Once across the highway, I would begin my daily journey with worship. That's right! I would begin to tell God how much I loved Him and how much He meant to me. I would remind Him of the things that He had done throughout the old and new testament and that I knew that He had a great plan for me. However, I would also cry out to Him and let Him know how lonely I was. All of my immediate friends where getting ready for college or working and I was so far on the other side of town that I couldn't get to them.
Nevertheless, something truly exciting began to happen. I couldn't wait to get on those roads. I couldn't wait to spend time with God. It was like meeting with your best friend every day. I grew to love Him more each day and I could feel His love surrounding me more and more. I felt at though God couldn't wait to get with me as well.
