The in between

I have been living in the in between lately. You know what I am talking about...that place of transition and waiting. For me this has meant rest, debriefing, and living out of my suitcase. This has been a good time and I am so thankful that God has allowed me the time and space in my life to live in this place. I had been deeply desiring a place to live alone for a little while before finding a roommate, knowing I would also want that. I knew as I sat in Cambodia that I couldn't make any of this happen and had to trust God with what He would provide on my return.

I have felt so blessed in this last month. The house I am staying at has allowed me the space to be in community with friends or to stay alone. There have been days when I didn't want to get out of bed and so I didn't. I have internet access, a garage for my car, one of the most comfortable bed's I have ever slept in (and I love my bed a ton), work out equipment if I don't feel like leaving, dishwasher, etc. I even have the company of a dog...who is great.

But after two months of living out of a suitcase it is time. I know in my heart it is time...time to move into my new apartment, time to have a closet to hang my clothes in and my own bed to lay my head on. I'm ready to live in community again with a roommate and look foward to what that will bring into my life. I am ready to be stable again. I'm ready for my space...not borrowed space. Because no matter how great borrowed space is...it can never fully be your space.

I think what I have loved the most about being in this in between place is feeling such rest and peace. It has allowed me the space I needed to process through things in my heart and my head, to go through my reverse culture shock and come through it. I'm sure there might be more days of still learning to live back in America but I am ready for the next place...my place.