Dear friends,
I apologize for the lengthy silence. Though I love blogging, I’ve had perpetual writer’s block for the past three months. There are approximately ten blogs sitting unfinished on my desktop. I’m not sure they will ever see the light of day.
After asking the Lord why I haven’t been able to write, I’ve come to at least one conclusion: life on the race is normal. I forget things like trying to manoeuvre a squatty potty (and failing miserably), deciding to choose the hideout of a poisonous snake as a bathroom, or any toilet experience over the past nine months, would be of interest to you.
Making my home anywhere in the world is such a remarkable transformation that it has become unremarkable.
During the first few months of this thing, I struggled almost daily with feeling lost in this world. I’ve moved at least once a year since leaving my childhood home at 16. My family is separated and each uniquely living beautiful lives. I have spent years wondering where in the mix I belong. The question that plagued me into late night teary eyed conversations was this, “will anywhere feel like home again?”
The wonderful thing about being a perpetual and unintentional nomad is that I’ve become entirely adaptable and LOVE traveling. I like to think if the Lord called me to Israel at the drop of a hat I’d be able to say, “alright, let’s go!”
I’ve come to see wandering as a gift through which the Lord has given me freedom.
With no home in particular, everywhere is home. I’m in good company. During his years of ministry, even Jesus did not have one place to call home. Right now home is a guest house sitting in a swamp of lily pads. Last month home was the floor of a church, a tent, and a cabin. I don’t know where home will be next month. All I know is the Lord has a plan, and he likes to update me right before he wants me to move.
So here is a tour of my home, welcome! Take off your shoes (especially if you’re in Southeast Asia) and stay a while!
I’ve got a lot of beds. Sometimes I share (graciously) with 2 to 6 other people.
The bathroom is down the hall and to the left
(Not one time did I successfully use this literal hole in the wall without getting pee on myself. In case you were wondering)
(When using, check to make sure there are no deadly snakes lurking nearby)
I don’t drive, but we get around just fine
My backyard has some incredible views
The office and laundry room can be found on the ground floor
I live with some of the best of friends
(Not pictured: Cockroaches, ant infestations, swarms of flies, plagues of beetles, lizards, spiders of varying sizes, mice, snakes, kittens, and 100 other dogs)
We’ve got plenty of storage space
And a Pirate Ship.
