In Limbo

A week from today Jared and I will on a plane and flying to Ireland. Crazy. It seems so unreal still. I don't think it will actually hit me until the plane lands and we get into our landlord's car and head to our little house on the shore. I just keep waiting for something to go wrong because it all seems too good to be true. Young married couple travels to Europe, funded by unrealistically great jobs that can be done from anywhere in the world, to make all of their wildest dreams come true. I mean, come on. Something's bound to break. Or maybe not. I think I am just being a pessimist.

We have been living between parent's houses for the last 3 days and will continue to until we leave in 7 more days. I am deathly allergic to cats, and both homes have a cat living within. I spent $20 on Zyrtec yesterday. Feeling slightly better today. I just have to keep telling myself "Only ___ more days..." I am just going to stick it out and when we get to Ireland I will sit on the coast and breathe in fresh air for hours and get all the cat dander our of my system. Kitties sure are cute, but that just makes them all the worse for me because I can't even cuddle them.

All of our possessions are stored away in an attic, and I must say it is really freeing to not be surrounded by our material belongings. I used to think that I found comfort in those things... now I know I found false security in them. Although I will be living out of a suitcase for the next 7-8 months of my life I feel more secure than ever. Of course, it really helps knowing that I will be with Jared; my life, and my best friend. I am confident that the adventure we are about to depart on will be a splendid and overwhelming experience, even if something does go wrong. The comfort that I feel from taking this leap is comfort that cannot come from possessions or from excitement - it is comfort from within that was granted to me by a loving God. He is with us wherever we go.

Today was our last service at Connexion before we leave. It hit me that I take the people that make up our church for granted. I am really going to miss the conversations, encouragement, and support that is granted to us continually. You will all be in our hearts. It is funny how sometimes I find I just really need a break from the whole church routine, you know, to switch things up a bit. I am now realizing that I am really going to miss that routine. I have a feeling that I am going to have some interesting encounters with churches during our time in Europe. By the time I get back I should be nice and ready for a little routine again. But then again, routine can be a bad thing. Time for me to find a balance, and that is what I plan to do.