Kate is such a sweet, caring person. To have crossed paths with her is beyond me. God knows who will help us grow, and the deep places of our hearts that need nurturing. With Kate, he has given me a new friend who does this, and I am not even sure she’s aware of the impact she’s had on me which leads me to invite you into part of my story being written in heart and on page, here is a tribute to my friend:
When Belonging Looks Different Than You Imagined
The wheels turned on the pavement and my home grew further and further away with each mile. Kelly Clarkson’s voice lifted my heart through the speakers. The sun beamed down bright and I shut the AC off to experience it’s fullness. Lunch to my right, sky to my left, the future was open and God was leading every inch of the way. I was heading to a place I had never been, on my own and scared out of my wits. It was my first writer’s retreat. I had never taken trips like this before and though I knew my soul needed it, something tried to whisper fear into my heart, that what I had to offer would not be what was needed. Where such doubts arise from I do not know except to say, the enemy.
But I went scared and braved 7 hours in the car while the lady on the GPS told me where to go. Ultimately it was God, and for this I am thankful. When I arrived at the retreat center, everything in me wanted to be excited, but nervousness crept in and before I knew it, I was tripping over my cargo as if to say, “Here I am, all goofy-awkward part of me so watch out!” But with time I would quickly find that what lived in this space, was peace, not chaos. And it welcomed me unashamedly.
Kate’s voice is like an angel’s. When I first saw her smile and nature, I felt like I was standing by my own best friend who radiates God’s light in this way. One of our retreat days holds tighter to memory than the others and I must tell you why, because a seed of change was planted and it has grown into a bud since then.
We were able to go around in a circle telling others what was on our hearts pertaining to a particular word we felt God had given us in a few minutes of silence. I doodled out a word that immediately lit up in my mind. It was something I had been searching for all my life and hadn’t even realized it. Here it was, sitting with me in another state without people I didn’t know so well, and yet we all felt like family.
It was my turn to talk. Gulp. Gush.
I talked about how I never felt like I fit in or belonged where ever I went. Without hesitation, a few of the ladies came and hugged on me and many of us were crying together. An answer to a prayer I did not know my soul was uttering was being answered. That day is a testimony in my life, part of the story being written. God has plans for this story to go out to those who hurt and feel lonely, scared and confused, and I write this to you today to honor Kate because without her faithfulness and willingness to head up her writing community and be gentle and honest as she is, I am not sure I would have landed there that day.
God has his ways, and I approve of his better than my own. What a song it will be to sing in Heaven one day, that I can include in some grand lyrics that He weaved such friends together down here on Earth to begin an epic journey that would only go upward from there.
These ladies are teaching me things and Jesus is right in the middle of it. If you want to grow with us in love too, join the Five Minute Friday community. Visit Kate’s place right here where we celebrate the release of her new book, A Place to Land: A Story of Longing & Belonging. If you have not, please check out the Interview With Kate Motaung! Want to hear Kate on a podcast? Check this out!
This post was written in response to reading the book, A Place To Land, by Kate Motaung.