Today I walked to work. The sun bounced joyfully off all that I passed, from early morning shoppers in my local village to the sparkling waters of the lake. As I walked I listened to my favorite tunes (Il Volo and The Carpenters… anyone?). At the office I worked on projects I’m excited about with supportive coworkers and a full bowl of watermelon to keep me company. On my way home I stopped at my very favorite store in the whole world, Barnes and Noble. And I reminded myself that (in case of emergency) both my favorite restaurant (Jason’s Deli) and my favorite treat (Frozen Yogurt) are also within walking distance. At home, my lil sister and I prepared gargantuan salads. We splashed our feet in the pool as we ate and laughed about nothing in particular. Afterward my little brother and I jumped into the water and clowned around for a good long while.
Now I’m drying off by the pool side with the sweet smell of coconut oil dripping onto my rainbow beach towel while I plan the rest of my day with complete freedom.
It is days like these when I wonder – why must I leave? I know some travelers go because they have nothing holding them back. Or they go because they are trying to escape their tumultuous pasts. That is not my case. Must I really move to the other side of the world with all the heartache and complication that entails? I’ve got a loving family, a good job, beautiful community, and the best of friends. It is all right here and available without risk, fear, discomfort, or uncertainty. Sometimes I truly wish that I could be content to settle down.
Why am I leaving it all behind?
Because I’m not looking for an easy life or a comfortable life? Because I crave adventure and all the hardship and thrill that it brings? Because my itchy-feet are annoyingly relentless and refuse to stay still? Because there is a wandering soul inside of me that cannot be tamed?
Perhaps all of those things are true to one extent or another. All I know for sure is that, as my favorite song says, knowing Christ is the goal of my whole life. I am scared, terrified actually. Yet at the same time I feel so peaceful about this move. When the Lord says go, I must go. Because I know that there is nothing better than Him! To know Him, to live in His presence, is more important, far far more important, than anything els