This post will be one of those confessional ones. One of those posts where I lay out on the table just how ridiculous I am. Did you know that you can have all your wildest dreams come true, and still not be happy? For YEARS I have dreamed of living in Chile. And not only has God given me that, but He brought me to the coolest neighborhood in said country and gave me an amazing apartment. For YEARS I have wanted to work in full time ministry. So much so that I got myself into $30,000 in debt to study for an Masters in the thing. And now, I not only get to be in full time ministry, but I get to work with a church planting network (so cool!) and be the women's pastor at an amazing church plant. DREAM COME TRUE. So could someone please tell me why, with all these dreams-come-true, with these prayers answered, with such an obviously wonderful God who blessed me richly with an incredible life, better than I could ever imagine. Why, oh why am I discontent? Why don't I feel gr
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