The punched ticket

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Back in the day, you used to have tickets to things that required a punch to be validated.  Bus drivers and train conductors were among the folks who used to punch tickets.  The words "ticket punched" became a euphemism for getting dead at some point, largely because once one's ticket was punched, it was no longer good.

Today was an unbelievable day.  I mean that.  God had been reminding me He knows that it's not good for someone to be alone and He did some stuff this week to fix that.  Last Friday, I stepped out in faith and attended an interfaith worship and prayer service.  Because I did, I got invited to join a prayer meeting at the church I worship at this past Sunday.  Because I went to that, I was invited to join a small group Bible study that meets on Thursday.  I went.  I had so much fun.

Earlier today, I had a fantastic cup of coffee with a neighbor who has a lot in common with me.  Our lives have been eerily on parallel tracks.  Not exactly the same experiences, but some in common experiences that were too coincidental to be coincidence.

I made friends today.  I needed that in my life and God gave that to me.  He gave me something else today, something to make me understand that home, well, it's not where it was.  Home is here.  And it took getting my ticket punched, kinda literally, to illustrate that.

Today I got my Oregon driver's license.  After having to cough up $5 for taking the written test, I had to go back and take the eye test, then prove I was who I was with all kinds of alternate IDs, pieces of mail, and a DD214 to prove I was a veteran.  Anyway, the last thing the clerk at the DMV did was to take a hole punch to my Utah license.  With my temporary Oregon DL, it can be used as a supplemental ID but past that, it's just a souvenir.  Just a punched ticket that puts an end to one story so the next one can begin.  

It's not lost to me that all this happened like in the last week.  When God moves, He moves.  It's funny because my mom asked me about something else and I told her that I was just trusting God and all He'd asked me to do is wait.  Waiting for that thing goes on, but the isolation is coming to an end.  His timing is always perfect.

Always!  

So I'm excited for being an Oregonian and grateful to find a place or two where I fit in.  I'm so, so, awestruck.  And thankful.

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