I was talking to my sister today, really pouring my heart out on how uncentered I have felt for the past few months, and we came to the conclusion I am in need of a new adventure.
I have pretty much felt uncentered since I came back from Africa. It is a feeling of being lost inside myself. Coming back sure was not easy, getting used the craziness again was the weirdest thing.I felt like I did not belong to this anymore, I had fallen in love with another country, another culture and my culture was now strange to me.
It sounds dumb, but it's true.
I thought I would fix my mess with a new job, and a new relationship, and a new house and a new everything. I was wrong! I did not fix anything, I created a rollercoaster and the rollercoaster is making me sick.
Most times I feel really lonely in the middle of the mess, and I feel like I want to cry and I terribly miss my mom, actually miss my family and all I want to do is to run home. Now there is no home to run to, there's only friends and pretend families and I love them to pieces, but it is not the same.
Some people feel that having security and stability in their lives is what they need to fix the mess, the rollercoaster...I go on what I call adventures!
Adventures fix me inside, because I get to see life and people in a whole different perspective, I am shaped by those experiences and I learn so much more than I ever would at work or school.
Besides adventures make me happy, they bring joy to my life, I find I can adapt better to a new scenario than to stay the same.
My feeling of not having a center has a lot to do with the fact that I have found it really hard to see my Mr. God in the places where I have been. When you can´t see God, feel God, turn to God in times of happiness and sadness you are easily thrown into confusion and chaos. All you can do at moments like that is to not let go, never let go and God will come rescue you if you keep on fighting.
I want my center back and I want my life changed, it has been a lot farther away than it is right now.
Broken hearts, and crappy jobs, fake people and a terrible feeling of loss can actually be a miracle on your way to bigger, better, most amazing things than you could have possibly imagined.
I hate the mess right now, I hate crying so many times and be thrown on my knees so many times, I hate believing and then being betrayed, I hate putting my heart out there and then get it trampled by people I was sure loved me, I hate the rollercoaster, but even I have to admit it's necessary.
I am being shaped, I am a little closer to that which I am supposed to be.
That's what keeps me going, that's what makes me not want to give up, that is exactly way I love my God even when I can honestly tell the world He is not my center right now, because He won't give up on me, and neither will I.
Maybe my adventure right now is not so much go away and travel the world, but stay here and regain my center, maybe the changes are little, but here or in me.
Maybe in the midst of it all the bigger adventure is to learn how to let go and give it all to whom can fix it instead of holding it all in and playing God.
Maybe my big adventure is to find me...here!
And that is pretty crazy:D
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