The Hardest Part
So far, I've found that the hardest part isn't getting out in the city and trying to make friends with people I can barely communicate with. The hardest part isn't trying to share, I've found it pretty easy to bring up spiritual things. The hardest part isn't going to school all day and trying to wrap my head around this very different language.
The hardest part is doing nothing at all.
God rested from His work, so why do I feel guilty every time I rest from mine?
It is hard to take a break. After all, I didn't come here to lay on the couch and watch Star Trek or Walker, Texas Ranger. I didn't come here to write on this blog, but here I am.
This isn't like jobs I've had in the past. You can't even call this a "job", it's too much more. When I worked in the states before, I showed up, worked hard during the work hours, then clocked out and went home. There's no going "home" with this job, this is my home. This is my life.
Today, I slept until 10:30 (yeah, I didn't mean to sleep that late), spent some time with God, read, went for a run, re-arranged some furniture, and ate a big supper while watching Star Trek: The Next Generation.
How much impact have I had on the people today? I think I've talked to a total of 5 local people today. Is that wrong? How much rest is too much? When does it become selfishness, slothfulness?
I don't have the answer, but I certainly have the questions.
I am glad you are still asking the questions. Having the answers is not always the most important thing. The most important thing is to keep asking the questions. Once we stop asking the questions, we stop thinking, we stop imagining, we stop inviting dad to teach us, and we stop growing. Keep asking those questions.
I am really enjoying your blog...it is my favorite (ok, it's the only one I think I even know about, but hey). I love how you express your thoughts. I sure miss our conversations but I am very encouraged by your life (struggles and successes). Take care my friend.
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