I decided today to try to start packing for my move. It struck me that I am doing the same thing today as I did in Kansas before I moved here. I have to separate what I think I need from what I don't or what is impractical for me to take along.
Most of my possessions consist of clothing or bedding though I have a very little bit of electronics including my computer, phone and camera. And I also have craft materials that I have brought or bought in the past year and a half. All in all I hope to fit everything in to two large suitcases and a large Rubbermaid container.
My room is a mess like I have felt my life has been since I graduated from the Horizon School of Evangelism. Neither became a mess from quick actions but from the piling on of stuff. After I graduated, left for 6 weeks to Kansas, and came back, I have felt that I have no sharp purpose. I have been barely surviving on my minuscule income but have been unable to find an alternative since I have no car or way to get to a full-time job. Nor are there many to be had with the economy so bad. Even if I wanted to work in my chosen profession as a school teacher or substitute it would take months and I would be at the mercy of the school system. The San Diego school system cut teachers last year and many went to subbing in order to keep working. I also would only be able to sub at three elementary schools because of their proximity.
I have been waiting for this opportunity that CSM has allowed me. The opportunity to serve and live not waiting for some thing else that I do not know of. I am so excited I can hardly wait to leave. I had at one point felt anchored in San Diego because of my friendships here but for the past five months I have been cut off from them and feel tethered no more. Before I was called about the position in LA I was told that I could end up in San Fran, Chicago, DC, Philly or LA. And I strangely felt that any of those places would be completely acceptable even with the lack of connection to any of those places. I can feel the connections with everyone I know stretching and the urge to go where ever God's path might lead deepen. I feel like I could become a nomad very easily. And I like it.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Packing
Posted by Zettie at 2:27 AM
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