On January 29 of this year, I blogged A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words. The image resonated with me so deeply that it never left my mind. I’ve thought about the image multiple times. I felt it was me in the picture.
Fast forward 6 months later I have just moved to a new home that is a story itself. A blessing that is so big and powerful, I’m gonna do a TikTok or video to share the details.
After being in my home for a month, I realized the following yesterday. This building is the first building I see as I turn left out of my driveway. This is the image at night from my rooftop. And y’all know what’s coming next, it’s not coincidental.
I know that image I blogged in January was for me and I know that it was my sign to say it was going to be my next chapter. As I searched for my new home, I wasn’t looking for a gold top building, I was just accepting and allowing it.
The signs are there, they are always there and we are so distracted, so busy, and so into other people’s business that we are missing the signs around us that are for us.
You can choose to accept it and believe it or dismiss it and find a way to think it’s crazy. I’m choosing to believe it and I’m also choosing hope, faith, and trust.