2006-05-05
I'm supposed to go.
God is telling me "GO".
Not in small letters. But big, capital letters.
I am scared. I am trusting the hospitality of others. I am trusting friends, some old, most new. I am trusting my Father.
I am scared, because nothing is fixed. I have no guaranteed job, I haven't met the people I'm staying with.
And I'll come back to nowhere to live. That's the most frightening part right now. As I pack these boxes, I'm leaving the most "secure" place I've lived in for years. Despite the boy drama, etc.
I'll come back to questions and searching. It's so funny. The rent here is low. I could have found a job, easy, if I wanted to.
But... God was telling me to GO. There's no point staying some place when you're done, you just...wilt. And there's not a lot you can do when God tells you to go. Again, and again, and again.
I guess the thing to remember is that just because God is telling me to do it doesn't mean that it'll be easy.
Just do-able.
suzza at 1:03 p.m.