The Changing of Seasons

As quickly as June and July passed, August here dragged and dragged and dragged on and then came the sudden changing of seasons. Literally overnight the weather went from high nineties with a continual mugginess pervading the air to mid or low sixties with a biting crispness in the wind and air. That change ushered in thoughts that I had lived in NYC for one whole year and that my favorite season had arrived! I have loved Autumn since my childhood.

As a whole, the summer was quite interesting shall I say. It was a time of inspiration for my writing and poetry. It was spent doing and seeing things that I came to New York for. It was a time for growing relationships with friends here and better understanding male-female friendships and relational boundaries. I came close to having my first boyfriend. And, it was a time of immense pain and emotionality that has carried over to September. (There is so many intricate details I could give to explain those prior sentences; if you want to know more just ask as sharing in mass just seems the wrong forum.)

I’m starting to get more emo as I write this now, so please pardon. I am still jobless but have interviewed to teach music and art to kindergartners and first graders at a brand new school in Brownsville, Brooklyn. It is about ten minutes from my current home. I will be moving though to another borough, Queens, in about two to three weeks. I feel that the job is mine, but there are still hoops to jump through which I don’t enjoy going through. I don’t know how many of you knew about my other interview in The Bronx for a position at a K-8 school, but I didn’t get the job because expected positions never opened up. I would have been working at the same school as my friend Nathan. What a pity, but it is for the best.

Aside from moving and waiting on this job, the month will be busy with lots of events. I am in a walk and run on 9/27 to raise money to eradicate the trafficking of children as sexual slaves. NYC probably has them as one of the airports here is a known entry point for sexual slaves and human trafficking. I am trying to raise $150 total. If you’d like to contribute you can click here. Even if you don’t contribute financially, I ask that you pray for myself, the walk and run, and the eradication of those trapped in sexual slavery. I will also be going on a few trips/retreats with my church to scenic spots nearby which seems very needed right now in my life; being in a quiet, beautiful spot with lovely nature surrounding me always is a place I experience God and his joy.

I really believe that coming to New York City about 13 months ago was and is definitely part of God’s plan for my life though this has been a very hard first year in many ways and an especially hard past month. I can see so much growth and maturity in me spiritually-speaking. Being here shows me my giftings more clearly and allows for them them to be used and naturally strengthened. I am glad to have learned and experienced unconditional love from my Abba and friends on deeper levels. I am glad to be living my dreams here and understanding more clearly who I am as a person. I miss my family and other friends though very much and look forward to the day when we can visit face-to-face with one another again and yall can give me some much needed hugs. TTFN. :)