why Ontario

I often get asked, 'why Ontario?'
Well to all those who don't know, I will let you know why Ontario. Actually I have no idea myself. I have absolutely no idea, do not know 'why Ontario' is the place I ended up. Don't know why I am now living close to one of the major cities in Canada, and living miles and miles away from family.

I had no idea, and yet I went, that may seem strange to you. It did to me too. God opened this door for me. He gave me this opportunity to go to Ontario. And not only that. I felt called again and again to go here. I denied this call. I ignored it. Many times. But knew I had to listen, had to follow, and answer this call.

Obedience is one of the may things that God calls us to. And through obedience we can and may praise God. I had never really felt this, and never really thought about obedience as a form of praise or worship. Just the other day however I was thinking about it. Talking to a great friend of mine who is about to make a huge transition and about to follow and obey. It will be hard for her too, and she doesn't know how. Obedience, that is the only thing that right now seems clear. That obedience is what brought me to Ontario. Okay that sounds ridiculous, I don't really know how else to say it. I didn't choose to come here. I didn't know how I could come here. I didn't know, especially when we were travelling East and when I just got to Ontario if I even wanted to be here. And yet knew I had to. That I couldn't say no, because this was just an OTHER BRIDGE I had to cross in order to get to the other side, to continue walking on the path that I'm taking. That bridge was scary. I sometimes think of this bridge as one of those bridges that is missing half the planks that go across. Where you're balancing and too afraid to look down because a wild river below you is going crazy and too scared to look back because you will loose your balance, and too scared to look ahead because you to go for so much longer. Too scared, and too afraid to look in any direction, yet knowing that you have to keep on going.

I guess I was able to cross that bridge. When I got to the other side, this side I guess, I had to learn and adjust in many ways. I didn't know why or how. But knew I had to. I couldn't say no.  Some  of the things I had to learn were more scary than the bridge I had had to cross. Some of the things I had to learn were much more difficult than crossing that bridge. One, and  maybe the most difficult, thing I had to learn was to face myself and my fears. To fight through and depend not on myself but on God. That with Him walking by my side I had been able to walk through life. With Him holding me above the water I crossed the river, with Him carrying me I had gone through the roughest patches in my life. Through trusting in the Lord and depending on Him I was able to cross the bridge of obedience. The bridge that brought me to Ontario. The bridge that changed my life forever. And the bridge that I continue crossing (if that is at all possible). 

So I cannot explain why I am in Ontario, except for that God called me here, and brought me here, across the most scary bridge He carried me.

One thing I learned is this...

"So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed" ~John 8:36

And He has set me free!! :D