I still can’t say “see look this is the thing that I came home for” I don’t know if it hasn’t happened yet or if its just one of those small things that you don’t know has been put into motion until later.But I still know that home is where I am suppose to be for now. One thing that I am happy I am home for is the merging of my church with another local church with similar visions. My church, Sundeos, and City Church have decided that both of our communities have a lot to offer each other and so we will be combining starting next month. Part of me is sad and a little scared of change but most of me is excited to see what God is doing because He is allover this thing. As I began to think about it more I started to see that this is an amazing thing. You hear all the time about churches dividing for this reason and that, about denominations splitting over opinions on things that don’t matter in the end. And here we have two churches doing the exact opposite. We are saying hey we do things like this and you do things like that but we both have the same vision to reach people wherever they are at and touch them with the love of Christ and let Him rock their world. Why don’t we combine our strengths with your strengths so be can reach more people and change more lives? And after sitting down and talking through it we are going for it. I know that its going to have its rough spots and hard times. I am sure that we may even lose some people along the way. But I know that its were God is leading and I know that our communities will be stronger in the end. And that more lives will be changed and that’s what its all about. I am just glad that I am home and that I get to help my family merge with the City Church family who I already know and love.
Well I have been home for about a month and a half now and things are going well 🙂 It’s still a little weird being home but its almost more weird because its not that weird, if you know what I mean. Part of me expected to be radically different in a way that would render being home again a strange and difficult thing. Its not, at least for me, it feels great to be home and although I may be a little more frustrated with the over consumerism and such than I was when I left, I feel like I have a healthy grasp on the realities of the world that we choose to live in. Its not perfect but I love it here in America. Sure there are lots of things that I would like to see change and improve and this trip helped cement them in new ways and remind me that we can live simpler lives. But there are a lot of things that are really good about being home. My awesome community for one. The beautiful outdoors, the lack of garbage and sewage on the streets, the fresh air my truck, the list goes on. But man do I miss my team and my squad 🙁 You guys are one of the most incredible groups of people that I have ever worked with. I don’t even know where to start. I hope that you all come to visit the west coast soon 🙂
Other than that I am still looking for work but I have been working a little for a catering company but that will dry up in a couple weeks. Its fun but going to weddings every weekend but its getting a little old. I need something more steady so I can move back out. I love my parents and they are supper supportive and they have been gone a lot but its still a little weird being home and I don’t have anywhere to spread out my stuff I am still living out of my bags. I just have more of them now. But it has been really good to be home. I went camping last weekend with Chandy and her kids out east of town. We found a great spot in the middle of nowhere with a spring to get water from and we didn’t see anyone else out there for the whole three days other than a few cows, a pack of coyotes and gaggle (?) of wild turkeys. It was really good to have some time with her and the kids and to just be out. Away from town, there was a piece of property out there that I am sure there is no way I could ever afford but it is fun and refreshing just to think about getting a place in the middle of nowhere and simplifying. It weird being back home and being in the middle of the rat race but not really being a part of it because I don’t have any money. There is a part of me that wants to makes good money and get back into it and part of me that wants to sell all my shit and move into the back of my truck and travel around the country. I thought that I might be more ready to settle down when I got home but I don’t know that I am. Part of me wants to travel more.
