You know that scene in The Fellowship of the Rings when Sam stops and makes his grand statement of, "This is it, if I take one more step it'll be the farthest away from home I've ever been."
I just hit the two week mark of being in Thailand and these last few days I've started to feel a bit of a funk. It's the funk that hits when something isn't as new and shiny as it once was. It's the funk that hits when you are already tired of school and it's only the first week. It's the funk that hits when you have spent too much time with your BFF and you are starting to get on each other's nerves.
"But this is the thing I was so looking forward to having!"
"But I've been looking forward to school starting all summer!"
"But this is the person I enjoy spending time with!"
WHY AM I FEELING THIS WAY?!
I was thinking about that today and it dawned on me that I am approaching the point in most of my trips when I begin to head back to the states. But I'm not heading back- not for a long time. And it reminded me of that moment when Sam realizes that he is about to step into a place he had never stepped into- out of his comfort zone.
I'm sharing this because I think is something real that we can all struggle with at times. But how do we continue to choose life when life becomes mundane?
Now, some of you may be thinking, how is life becoming mundane for you?! You live in Thailand! Everything should be new and an adventure! True. But my mundane becomes familiar patterns of my flesh- things like fear, insecurity and jealousy. And now that I have had some time to settle, I've noticed that those things have tried to creep in.
But I just want everything to be fun and exciting and I just want everyone to be happy and get along!
But life is messy. It just is. And sometimes I think we live under the illusion that if we were in a different place or with different people then things would be better. But it seems like our mess follows us!
So what am I getting to? I am getting to an acknowledgement that life is messy and I don't like to feel out of control. Sometimes I don't even know why it feels messy, it just does. But what I am choosing to hold on to is that God loves our mess. He does. He died for it. And He invites me everyday to choose Him again and again and again and again. And to be honest, I find it harder to choose Him when I don't feel so messy. When everything feels shiny and new and exciting, I sometimes forget that I really, really need Him. And not only do I need Him, but I need to be spending time with Him every day. So that's what I'm challenging myself to do over this next week. I am challenging myself to press in to spending time with God. And if you feel comfortable, I'd like to challenge you to do the same, however that looks.














