Hello everyone! Sorry, I missed last week but I am here now. I hope you enjoy this week’s free write.
The word “place” can mean a lot of things and have a lot of emotions tied to it. At this time in my life, I am trying to figure out where my place is. For as long as I can remember I have been the child of two places, never fully belonging to either one but loving both just the same. Now it is time for me to pick one, and I know I don’t really have to “pick one” but I need to choose where to build my life. And it is so hard because what I want to do can best be done in Europe, but I can see myself doing so much good here in the States as well. It’s one of those things you just need to take to God, because how in the world am I supposed to figure out the answer? I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I would love to work with third-culture kids such as myself and I would love to work at my old boarding school. But what if that is not what God has for me? What if instead, He wants me to work here?
In the car today I was thinking about that. If I lived here I could have my library, go on road trips and work with the same organization my parents do, just stateside. But if I lived there I would have to learn another language, enforce my packing habits and travel habits, save all those boxes my roommate begs me to throw away. And if I lived over there my children could be culturally literate, a quality that, because of my own life, I deeply believe in. If I lived over there our road trips could be to new countries, not new states, and if I lived over there they would have to go through the same challenges I did.
Life is such a confusing, ball of wonderful, isn’t it? You never know what to do, where to go. It is scenarios like this where I wonder how someone can live without God. Decisions scare me, but they become just a little bit easier when I can go to Him and ask for His advice. Or in the times where He wants me to choose when I can make a decision knowing He will bless me and come with me.
I love places, don’t you? Exploring new streets and alleys, trying new foods and experiences, meeting new people. I love getting in the car, playing some amazing music and just going. I love pulling out my camera and taking photos of every building, every statue, every broken thing that catches my eye. Travel is in my blood and I highly doubt it is ever going to leave.
So I should apologize. This is a little more confusing and maybe even sad than my usual 5 minute Friday posts. This is something I’ve been thinking about on and off for the past few months and I guess this was a good opportunity to let it out. And in the spirit of 5 minute Friday – I can change nothing about it. I hope that something in here stands out to you, sparks an interest in you, inspires you, whatever. I am so thankful for this group and for all of you who read my thoughts. You are such a blessing and I hope you have an incredible day!