I officially have 9 and 1/2 days left of work and I will be moving back to my parents house for the last few months before the race. Packing is very hard for me; it is causing me to have so much anxiety. I want to think that I can neatly and calmly pack up my few possessions and be on my merry way but this is NOT the case. We live in a world of extreme EXCESS and it is starting to make me feel uncomfortable. I really don't know what it is; maybe it's knowing that there are people in the world (people I am going to encounter next year as a missionary) that have virtually nothing and still find joy and happiness in their life. I think my heart is desiring that "sluffing off" of my excess because I know in doing so I will find a new closeness with God and a new sense of reliance on Him. When I have little stuff in my life to distract me from the brokenness of this world it will all become clearer and I will have nothing left to do but to cry out to God. I know my heart is longing for just that.
