1 year 7 months

I've been working in the church office for 1 year 7 months. I've been in a different environment for 1 year 7 months. I haven't decided exactly what my designation in the office is for 1 year 7 months. I've been living day by day for 1 year 7 months. I have been missing people for 1 year 7 months

A friend is leaving for Michigan in exactly 2 weeks. I'm not sure how I'll take her departure. I'm sad and I'll miss her loads. I'm so totally envious. An ex-student (more like friend now) is leaving for Lancaster College to study linguistics. UK beckons... A friend is currently in Melbourne studying... and soaking up the Australian air. A friend is getting married this Saturday.

People around me are moving on to new things. (Even my mom got some NEW OSIM apparatus from my aunt). New things... I also want. Haha... I wonder if this is termed COVETIOUSNESS? ENVY? JEALOUSY? RESTLESSNESS?

No idea... but whatever it is, I'm dying to move on to new things. I think it's a case of a very bad habit and an insatiable need to have variety. I will admit, it's terribly hard for me to stay put in one place. I mean, in my third year teaching I wanted to get out of the school. Stayed for another 2.5 years and quit the profession altogether. Ok, in my defense, this isn't a fair statement because it wasn't like I hated teaching or anything. Just felt that it's time to dedicate x amount of years (for now it's 1 year 7 months) to work at the church. Even with food I need variety. I also think that a pearl button on this white shirt makes it a different white shirt from the one with a plastic button. I'm in the deep end here.

But yeah... new things. I want new things. Everyone likes new things, right?

d.i.s.p.l.a.c.e.d

Displaced: moved or put out of the usual place.

Displacement is generally a disconcerting feeling. I don't like it. It makes me uncomfortable, and leaves me slightly lost with myself. No... I'm not struggling with an identity crisis. I think it's just that I feel out of place. It's all a very awkward feeling.

Actually, I have no idea how to proceed with this post. I think I just want to throw out a cosmic question into the continuum of space. Well... 2 questions, actually. 

1) Why?

2) How?

I guess I only have to keep looking at the end of the road. Soon and very soon... I'll be with YOU. And then it will all be worth it. 

Meanwhile, I will take it in my stride. 

Soon and very soon, my King is coming

Robed in righteousness and crowned with love

When I see Him I shall be made like Him

Soon and very soon

Soon and very soon, I'll be going

To the place He has prepared for me

There my sin erased, my shame forgotten

Soon and very soon

I will be with the one I love

With unveiled face I'll see Him

There my soul will be satisfied

Soon and very soon

Though I may not see Him

My heart knows Him well