Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Move, moved, moving (again)

I’m moving to another community again. I’ve been given my new obedience (assignment) - Poipet by September. Funny, I haven’t finished unpacking and now I’ll have to pack them up again. People keep asking me how I feel about moving...

Well, I think that moving can always have a significant meaning to any person. To the fearful it could be threatening because things might get worse. To the hopeful it could be encouraging because things might get to be better there. To the confident it could be inspiring because of the challenges one could meet.
But I’m not telling what it is for me -to keep you guessing.

Foxes have holes and birds have nest, but You have no [permanent] place to lay your head. Why should I be any different if I long to follow You?