Beauty for Ashes

Last night as I lay awake in bed alone, the Lord was speaking to me that He promises me BEAUTY FOR ASHES. I am visiting at my parents house with the boys while Marc is in NH beginning the first phase of our new life, off the mission field. Somedays I don't really comprehend the changes we are going through yet and feel lost in a sea of not knowing who or what I am supposed to be now. I feel as though I am traveling and and simply enjoying another world for a while while my former life waits for me out there. Soon though, I will return to NH to begin our new life as well. I am not sure what it will be or look like or how it will all unfold. One thing I do know is that God promises BEAUTY FOR ASHES. Ashes to me are the things, times, identities in my life that have been burnt up, destroyed, something that formerly existed but is no more. At least not existing in the same form or manner. But I must remember that God promises us BEAUTY FOR ASHES. So although, I feel lost, and a little shaken He is not either of those. What ashes do I have to give Him? What things will I allow Him to transform into something beautiful, new, whole, fantastic? I look forward to God making the transformation and all He asks is that I willingly give Him the old and let Him build something new.