Making Roots
Since turning 29 I feel like my life has turned a new page. I’m not only one year away from 30 but I’m also one year away from defining my twenties. I have recently just moved into my new home and I finally feel like I have roots again. Before the race I knew the Lord was taking me on an adventure of trusting Him and literally letting go of everything and everyone that surrounded me. I let go of my roots in Salisbury MD and picked up my backpack knowing it would be a while before I would feel like I had roots again. Since then I have lived in 12 different countries and have had 4 different addresses. So to say I have had reservations about making roots in Georgia would be an understatement.
Though I have been living somewhere in the state of Georgia for almost 2 of the 3 years I have still had the constancy of inconstancy as many of you know. (If not check out a glimpse through my previous blogs) It’s really hard to explain that feeling of knowing who you are and knowing who your best self is but not being able to fully be that person because of your surroundings or circumstances. I’m sure many World Racers can understand what I am trying to explain but it’s even hard to understand what that feeling is ourselves and even harder to try and explain it. To give it my best shot it’s kind of like you are stuck in a job that you know you are way overqualified for, you don’t actually have all of the supplies to do the job correctly but you do your best, you read your job description but no one really understands what that means, your boss is a decent guy but the company is “in transition” and you have no idea what’s going on, you also don’t know if you should even build relationships with your co-workers because you don’t know if you or them might get fired the next day. Once again that was a metaphor and if you followed that at all it’s kind of a glimpse of what my feelings have been over the past 3 years.
Not having roots has been a hard season for me. My trust has been in Him alone and my foundation and intimate relationship with the Trinity has grown tremendously but there has still been a longing. There have been many Mountains and Valleys and I am sure that there will be more but even through one of the highest peaks of my life, getting my dream job, I still had reservations of making roots here because I was still living in someone else’s home. I felt like the question “Is this really where you want me; can I start making roots?” was still unanswered. I can’t tell you exactly when but after living in my new home for a while and having a few house parties I finally feel like I have roots again and I finally feel like me again.
I have also realized that hospitality is a huge part of who I am and I think that has been a huge part of what I have been missing. There have also been other things that have recently happened like helping out with the youth again, and having game nights, and finding my inner circle that have also helped me become me. But it all started with defining my roots. I know He may not have me here for forever and I am ok with that but the feeling/question of “This could be gone in a second.” has finally left and the reality of making roots in Georgia has finally hit. I am excited about this next season and I am excited about MAKING ROOTS. Here’s to an open home filled with His presence, new and old faces, love, joy, peace, hope, laughter, and countless memories!
