New York is a funny place. I love that I'm not from here because I can see things differently, with different eyes. People have walls up, sometimes mean, and very blunt. When I first came here, I thought it was going to be hard to adapt, but one of my favorite scriptures (Rom 8:28-30) talks about everything works for the good of those who love God and are called by Him and that all of our lives are predestined. So, because I was created for this time, it was easy for me to adapt.
The person I stayed with, who I only met for one hour one day, became like a mother to me. We instantly clicked because I knew that God had sent me here, drew me closer to Him. Her birthday was on the same day as my mom's birthday and her dad's birthday was on the same day as my dad's birthday, so, this was no coincident. She asked me if I wanted to study the bible and I understood that this was my purpose for being here. Remember I didn't know what I was being called to, but it was all being revealed to me slowly. I studied the bible and understood, finally, what it truly meant to be a Christian, a Disciple of Jesus Christ. The question that God asked me on the road one day became my reality: I was baptized for the forgiveness of my sins and I received the gift of the Holy Spirit and my life has not been the same since. It's been better.
Now, I'm not one of those people who fake the funk like everything is fine and dandy. I will let you know the honest truth and keep it completely real with you because this walk is not for the weak in heart, but for those who are willing to persevere through the test and trials and remain faithful to God. When you do, He reveals Himself to you and shows Himself to be faithful as well. It's powerful and I pray that my lessons really demonstrate the power of God. Now, New Yorkers can be harsh, man. My accent was so thick that people didn't understand a word I was saying. I had to have people translate for me as if I was speaking another language. (How RUDE!) Anyway, my accent is still here and I refuse to let it leave, but I do switch it up sometimes.
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