I've been home for quite a while, I leave in two weeks for the next adventure: university. Bring it on! Everything is ready to go, I have even started packing all the random things, like my snow gear, which I currently don't need. All I have to do now is turn up.
I find that I have been waiting for the next adventure to start, when in reality it already has. Here I sit thinking, 'have I treated the last two months as an adventure?', sadly, the answer is no. I'm waiting in anticipation for something to come along and tell me 'I am your adventure, let's go!' Don't get me wrong, I have had so much fun, with my sister being here, working (I do actually enjoy my job at the Wedding Lodge), hanging out with friends etc, but I haven't put my energy into anything in particular.
I'm a feeling person, no, I don't go crying at everything and laughing at anything in particular (although I do find puns extremely hilarious), what I mean is, I like to feel pride and excitement for what I do, and yes, I need to work on my pride. I like to do things knowing I get results out of it. This has definitely been evident in my faith and prayer life over the past two months. I've found it hard, prayer is easy when I can feel and see the difference in it, I even find it easier during the really tough times when I'm tired. Don't get me wrong, it's still very hard but I find it easier and a lot more pleasing during the tough times, than the mediocre. This is where I find myself now: the mediocre.
The past two years, I've been in a situation where it's almost impossible not to grow in faith, knowledge and love, however I finished serving with NET and suddenly I was thrown into the world to survive on my own. NET set us up for this, helped me and everyone else out, had talks, workshops and personal conversations with each person about life outside NET. There really isn't much more they could have done to set us up for the 'real world'. Nevertheless, the world hits you and you're swimming on your own with no arm floaties. This struck me and I became average. I made many excuses, all really pathetic ones. Excuses for the God who died for me.
I put my foot down, it's enough. Shouldn't I have more time for God now more than ever? The answer: yes. So, I picked up a book, an awesome book by Scott Hahn, Reasons To Believe. In the first chapter he writes "There is no shortage of opportunity for study, contemplation and evangelisation. Wherever we go, we are in God's presence and in His world. And most places we go we can take a good book along for stolen moments of study. It's the work of a lifetime." Boom, there's no excuse not to pray, learn or evangelise. Not even the excuse of 'I don't feel like it today.'
So, here lies my next adventure, finding time for God everyday.
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