I’m in a “place”.
I’ve often been in this kind of “place” before and it’s one of anticipation, uncertainty, and even discomfort all at the same time. I look forward to these places, but I sort of dread them too.
Yup, you guessed it.
The heat has been turned up in the Refiner’s Fire.
It’s time to burn off some of the junk I’ve been dragging around, and I know that there will be pain involved. There always is. But the upside is that my awesome, AWESOME God is right there with me through the refining process, helping me to sort through the garbage. Some things can be recycled and used in a better way – the rest goes into the incinerator.
Ouch.
This “place” is good. And I know that I am here not alone.
Inside the Writer 
Wendy, I love your courage here. You set a great example for me, especially since you know I've gone through a lot of change in my life over the past several years since I left my job, and that perhaps the biggest change of all happened to me recently with Chris's and my move to Maple Ridge. Our lifestyle has been turned completely upside down, and I'm left asking what it's all about, and whether I have the courage to see it through to the end. Although I don't know all the details of the "place" you find yourself in, I can relate one hundred percent. I guess "Places" are meant to help stretch us, help us grow, help us discover things about ourselves, and help us continue to the path we should be on.Again, thanks for showing courage and grace under such difficult and trying circumstances. When things get really tough for me, I will remember what you had to say, both on your blog and on mine, and I will use it to guide me.