The Twenty #5 – The Single Event that Transformed Me the Most

When I think about that question several different events come to mind…each that transformed a different part of me. But, if I have to pick just one event from my long life of 25 years I would have to say my move to Nashville. Getting diagnosed with a serious muscle disease my junior year of college comes in a very close second though.

I realize it sounds slightly cliche but I truly feel that moving to Nashville wasn’t just starting a new chapter in life, it was starting a whole new volume in the series. It was a culmination of lessons and a beginning of others all at the same time.

Honestly, even now as I write this I don’t feel like I quite have the words to sum it up. It was the first time I really felt like I was living by faith. It was the first time I truly experienced the unexplainable peace and joy that comes with walking in obedience to God’s calling.

But when I really stop and think about it, I’m not sure it transformed me as much as it returned me to who I really was…the me that had gotten lost…the me that I had surrendered to the pressures of the world.

Whether it was a transformation or returning to or somewhere in between, all that matters is I am a different person than I was a year ago. I approach life with a different attitude and perspective. When I try to wrap my mind around the goodness and greatness of God in a moment it completely overwhelms me. I know without a doubt that I am living the life He has for me in this season. And it’s beautiful.

With courage, Katie

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  1. A few years ago, I was praying to better learn to love those who are not already my loved ones, I was asked to lead the resettling of a refugee family from a Thailand camp to our area. The entire experience was incredible, but meeting them at the airport, I realized I was in a place I'd never been. From the moment I saw them, I loved them, and we didn't even speak a word of the same language. Our paths crossed last summer and the bond remains. I am excited to see how experiences like this in my life have brought me to a place of opportunity I never expected, and I am excited to see what the next weeks and month hold!

  2. They live north of us, and have since changed addresses. I've tried to do everything I can to make sure they will always know where to find us through letters, but communication is rare from them. I did once receive a sweet, hand-delivered thank you note with beautiful embroidered wallhangings she had made. I imagine that this young family, who started from scratch are busy and working extremely hard, based on the time we had with them. When I last saw the mom at a local farmers market our excitement was uncontainable. For a moment, I think she forgot to be shy about her ESL, and we were back in the "who needs a common language" mode. Wish I could see them regularly, but never figured out how to accomplish that.

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