We are moving!
A few weeks ago a friend texted me that she and her husband were moving elsewhere in the city and wondered if Matt and I would be interested in taking their apartment up the street from our church. We thought about it and prayed about it and went to see it, and we weighed the pros and cons of staying in our current apartment. Gradually we each swung towards wanting to move, and then we met with the landlords to go over the details, and now we are giving our notice to be out by the end of October!
Although I tend to resist change, I am really excited to live in a new space. I have been reading articles about living room layouts and researching routes for my commute to work. I’m looking to make the most of two more months with a playground right next door and good friends just a few floors down, but I’m also excited to count down the last few trips to the laundry room, long waits for the elevator, second hand smoke in the hallway, and hot nights with no air conditioning.
At this point I’m looking forward to packing, and my goal is for us to only bring the things we want to keep. Our last move included a few bags and boxes of miscellany that we didn’t particularly need or want, and our apartment is currently housing a selection of crates and shoeboxes that contain homeless items I wasn’t sure were trash. Surely two months is enough time to sift a two bedroom apartment. Right? I’m cautiously optimistic. I imagine boxes packed and stacked and labeled for where they belong, ready to make our new apartment home.
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My birthday’s coming! In a month, to be exact – technically everyone’s birthday is “coming” unless it’s that day, right? So I have been thinking about how to celebrate. This year my birthday falls on a long weekend, and Matt and I have talked about potentially going camping, and if that falls through we’ll probably invite some friends over for cake.
We camped my birthday weekend in 2012
While plans for the day remain up in the air, I have decided on one thing: what to ask for gifts.
Make straight paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be put out of joint but rather be healed. – Hebrews 12:13
Our annual trip to Bathurst was good this year – we had a strong leadership team and a hardworking group of students, and I’m so proud of the things we accomplished. God showed up, and it was so great to see students grow in their faith and step out of their comfort zone to reap the rewards of taking holy risks.
In spite of all this, I think our biggest challenge is still in front of us – settling back to normal life without losing the excitement of living for God every day. Going on a mission trip can be a spiritual high, and if it’s not you might wonder whether you’re doing it wrong. But here’s the thing.
Taking a mission trip changes where you are and what you do, but it does not change who you are or what God wants from you. Sometimes the change in routine and perspective can help clarify your understanding of those big questions – who am I? What does God want from me? – but ultimately the spiritual fruit that so often comes out of these experiences is accessible through every day faithfulness.