Sojourneying

When I start to think about packing my whole life in two or three suitcases, shopping becomes a whole different scenario. First of all, I might walk into a cute boutique and see a very cute dress yet very clearly labeled with an eighty dollar price tag, and I begin to reconsider how stuffing it in the bottom of my suitcase could justify the impulsive purchase. Better yet, the thought of realizing that the main "nice" clothes I will need are really only for dressing as a "teacher" destroys any other justifications I may come up with.

Then I head to the thrift store, motivated by the fact that here, on half-off mondays, price is no longer a key worry. Yet, another factor steps in to cause even more problems: space. (You have to realize....during college there are not many greater thrills than finding the most random, neon-colored article of clothing which is only vital to completing my wardrobe...or even a fun, flowy skirt which drags on the floor, resembles a floridian curtain, and most definitely was made and sold in the 80's. Since I wasn't born in the 80's, there is no shame in purchasing the $1.61 priced skirt.) Unfortunately, every item must be considered and reconsidered as I determine whether or not it makes the "worth-it for only two suitcases" cut.

Though some beg to differ, the thought of cramming all I own into such small and limited space livens my spirit. Over the past few years, my life has become a continuous cycle of arrival and departure times, as I have not really been in the same place for more than a few months at a time. But I know God has wired me for this...to enjoy the relationships built and the growth made during each season, but to also appreciate the new and uncertainty and ministry which every new city, country, and continent brings. I love adventure, seeing the world, and truly knowing the new places through which I pass.

So, I am a sojourner...always passing through, but never yet there. But I'm learning why this is so true for me. It is during these months of waiting for the adventure ahead that God speaks and tells me, "Beloved, this world is not your home." The dreams, the desires, and the longings I have today are so limited as they will only be extremely surpassed when I meet my King. I'm always ready to go on another great adventure, but I get even more excited to think of what it will be like to one day arrive...at home... and then, the truest of adventures will only have just begun.  

So as a good friend once said, "risk everything for the true adventure."