I read a great article over on the Wrecked for the Ordinary wesbite a few days ago that I wanted to post a link to… I think you should go read it. It’s called Follow Me by Lindsey McDonald, and it describes a lot of where I am right now. This is a new year, a new season for me (will make the official blog announcment of big changes when they are all official and completed!), and I’m incredibly excited… and also quite scared!
Here’s an excerpt (emphasis mine)… though you really should go read the whole thing!
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But, Jesus, what about comfort? What about safety? What about my desires? Jesus I want to go. I want to follow you. It’s just why does it have to be so difficult? I look around me, and I see the lives of my peers. They seem to live such normal lives with jobs that actually pay money and happy hours after work, engagements, marriages, and children.
They seem happy and it seems so easy and safe. There is a part of me that wants that right now, yet there is this louder part of me that does not.
There is this part of me, that many find ridiculous, that believes I can actually make a difference in this world; a part of me that longs to free the oppressed, to love the orphan, and to help the widow; a part of me that longs to be like you. I know I cannot be like you, though; until I leave my self behind, and it is no longer me but you. Why is it so difficult for me to forget myself?!