Words from my heart. Exactly that. You will not necessarily hear from me weekly on this, because I have to feel led to write things that come from an emotional place for me. Pure and authentic. I have had a very busy month. I sold my house and had to be out in three weeks so I spent the little free time I had the last few weeks packing my house. In addition to packing my house, I leave in one week for a trip to Honduras where I will be volunteering at four orphanages and a hospital for disabled children.
Folks have asked me if this is a mission trip, and I believe any time you take a trip to do something good you are on a mission. I’ll be honest, I haven’t spent as much time preparing my heart to go as I would like, simply because I have been packing my house to move into temporary housing. While packing, I had a very tough time letting go of things. I am extremely sentimental, maybe a bit of a hoarder. I still have clothes in my closet from college that I haven’t worn in years, but I have a tough time letting them go. I am not sure what that says about me, but I am learning to live with a lot less. Those who know me well will be the first to tell you I am not organized, my thoughts are all over the place, and I try to tackle too much. It is amazing to me how moving into an apartment is teaching me that I can be more organized if I will clean up the things I do not need. Such is true in life.
Here is a picture of the family I’ll meet in one week when I get to Honduras…and this is their home. No kitchen.
I cried the two days we moved. There are many memories in the house we are selling. I love my house and I love my neighbors. It is a big house. We bought it as a foreclosure when the economy slowed down, and we are now selling it at a price that will allow my family to be closer to a debt-free life. Sounds crazy, but we believe this is meant for our lives. Not sure why, and looking at what we can buy is not exactly the home I just sold on a golf course. In fact, I was feeling a little sorry for myself until I received this picture of the family our team will be building a house for in Honduras.
Why is it that we want what everyone else has? Why is it so difficult to be thankful for what we do have and why do we feel that we do not have enough? I do not believe material things buy happiness, and I’ll tell you the truth, the house I am leaving is too big for me to take care of AND run a business, so it was stressing me out. Is it a status thing? I am not sure.
I just know that in my heart I am doing the right thing, and as they say, doing the right thing is not always easy. But…I am also learning that my tiny apartment is full of the people who make my life complete, and now my large empty house is just that. A large empty house. I am not sure what house I will buy, but I believe it will appear because God honors faithfulness. I was reminded during my quiet time yesterday to take off my sandals, because I am already on holy ground.
I’ll keep you posted. Godspeed.
Healthy Please XOXO