So, life is complicated. It always has been and always will be. But WHY? That is really the question. I really wonder why it is more complicated than it seems it should be. Is it the government? Is it nosy people? Is it taxes? Is it the internet? I don't know why, but I do know that there are certain longings in my heart that most things can't help with.
What are the longings of my heart?
-To spend more time with my family. Having daily life with them and enjoying eachother's company.
-To be in SE Asia. God really placed this country on my heart and it is hard for me to not be jealous when I hear of people who are going over, are over there, or live there. I want to be there. I want to keep serving.
-I want to help. I want to use the gifts God has given me and help people. Whether that is helping someone laugh today who hasn't, or making dinner for someone. I just want to help.
-I want money to grow on trees. That's the truth. :-)
I'm sitting in my home away from home away from home away... well, it could keep going. Technically, the house I am sitting in right now was my first home when I was a baby. That's funny when I think about it. I'm sitting here, enjoying a quiet day at the house because it is too hot outside to do anything. I have the pleasure of having the a/c run around me all day to keep me cool. I have clean water to drink. It is not complicated or a life-changing decision for me to take out a box of mac and cheese and make it with my cousin. But man, I sit here LONGING to be overseas, where things seemed so much more complicated, but were really just more simple. I enjoy the simple life.
When I return south, I will be moving into my own place. I will have somewhere to live for what I hope to be the next three years of my life. A place to come home to at the end of the day. I place to welcome other people and share my life with them, and them to share their lives with me. It's hard to compare my "first home" to the home I'm moving into now. My first home had cement walls, a gas stove, an electric oven, a small fridge, a tin roof, and a steel pot belly used to heat the house. I'm moving into a place that has real walls, power, clean water... and I want the simple. The simple is so annoying when you're trying to bake cookies and power goes out, or you're trying to take a shower... It's annoying when all of a sudden it starts raining and the hole in your roof continues to grow... but man, life was so much simpler.
I'm in my first home, thinking of MY first home... and preparing to move into another home... it's a crazy feeling.
This summer has been amazing. I have enjoyed the time with family SO much. They have really made what could have been a long and boring summer fun and exciting. It is ending too quickly. In a week and a half I will be back down south, moving my stuff, and wishing I could spend just one more day with my sister... one more afternoon with my cousin... one more evening with my aunt and uncle... another morning with my father... You don't get to do this often, but I'm glad I had the time this summer to do it.
Home is a good place. No matter where it is.
O, and did I mention that I miss Asia?
What are the longings of my heart?
-To spend more time with my family. Having daily life with them and enjoying eachother's company.
-To be in SE Asia. God really placed this country on my heart and it is hard for me to not be jealous when I hear of people who are going over, are over there, or live there. I want to be there. I want to keep serving.
-I want to help. I want to use the gifts God has given me and help people. Whether that is helping someone laugh today who hasn't, or making dinner for someone. I just want to help.
-I want money to grow on trees. That's the truth. :-)
I'm sitting in my home away from home away from home away... well, it could keep going. Technically, the house I am sitting in right now was my first home when I was a baby. That's funny when I think about it. I'm sitting here, enjoying a quiet day at the house because it is too hot outside to do anything. I have the pleasure of having the a/c run around me all day to keep me cool. I have clean water to drink. It is not complicated or a life-changing decision for me to take out a box of mac and cheese and make it with my cousin. But man, I sit here LONGING to be overseas, where things seemed so much more complicated, but were really just more simple. I enjoy the simple life.
When I return south, I will be moving into my own place. I will have somewhere to live for what I hope to be the next three years of my life. A place to come home to at the end of the day. I place to welcome other people and share my life with them, and them to share their lives with me. It's hard to compare my "first home" to the home I'm moving into now. My first home had cement walls, a gas stove, an electric oven, a small fridge, a tin roof, and a steel pot belly used to heat the house. I'm moving into a place that has real walls, power, clean water... and I want the simple. The simple is so annoying when you're trying to bake cookies and power goes out, or you're trying to take a shower... It's annoying when all of a sudden it starts raining and the hole in your roof continues to grow... but man, life was so much simpler.
I'm in my first home, thinking of MY first home... and preparing to move into another home... it's a crazy feeling.
This summer has been amazing. I have enjoyed the time with family SO much. They have really made what could have been a long and boring summer fun and exciting. It is ending too quickly. In a week and a half I will be back down south, moving my stuff, and wishing I could spend just one more day with my sister... one more afternoon with my cousin... one more evening with my aunt and uncle... another morning with my father... You don't get to do this often, but I'm glad I had the time this summer to do it.
Home is a good place. No matter where it is.
O, and did I mention that I miss Asia?
