It has been a rather surprising week in the news both locally and internationally. By now that every one would have heard about the terrible event that was the downing of the Malaysian Airlines flight over the Ukraine. It was of course a terrible shock to the whole world and everyone has the right to be angry about how on earth can this happen. Not to mention that assaults on Gaza by the Israeli military with rockets flying here and there. Thousands of lives needlessly lost just by those two incidents.
Meanwhile, locally in my circle of friends, more grief appears as well. A friend of a friend was on board the Malaysian flight that went down. Another friend lost her dad just weeks before her wedding. It's so difficult to read news after news on Facebook, whether it is the lives lost because of conflict or being at the wrong place at the wrong time or just plain tragic.
It is one of those times where I am reminded that we live in a broken world and horrific events like these humble me, sober me and point me to the day where all will be made right again.
And then there is the sudden news that there is going to be a housemate swap. While that is rather sudden but it was soon explained why that was to happen and it made total sense. So in about a month's time, there will be a new face in the house. The thing that is bothering me right now about this is that the divide between my involvement with the other church that I go to is going to get even bigger with this move. Which is now forcing me to think really hard on whether should I decide to concentrate my efforts on the current church that I am going right now and step down from my roles in the other church that I go to. This seems like it is heading down to sunk cost territory because there is a lot of history there and a lot of personal investment in that church, in fact, it is the place where I got to know God more thanks to the friends that have brought me to this church 10 years ago.
The strange thing is that I have toyed with the idea of moving out, to having my own place alone somewhere for some time now. The reasons for the toying around will remain a secret for now but I think it matters not. Accompanying that are the thoughts on whether people will really know that I am not around. I was once told that if I were gone for a couple of weeks, people would notice. I have my doubts about that statement but not that I care about what people think about me anyway.
Perhaps that this is a sign from God, guiding me to places and people that I am to be apart of their lives. Whether it is for ministry, small group or even just a new circle of friends to be with.
A time to move on.
PS: Silently freaking out on the PR application now. I really don't want to think about it.
PPS: It has also dawned upon me that this blog is starting to run past its intended use. Yet I still need an outlet and journalling doesn't fit. Perhaps that I still need the illusion that I am actually saying something important to someone out in the digital world. I'll think about it somemore.
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