Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Not my home

11:15 PM by Christi Bowman

Many of you know that we are being called to Africa. We talk about it often. I like to talk about it like our affairs are in order. I am starting to live like it too. Not much about my place interests me, and when I organize and clean, I do it while deciding what we are going to give away. I have conversations with myself about what we will actually be able to take, and how we will get it over there. In my mind we are already there...and I have started living like it.

Today, I asked Kev if I could have his van to run an errand. His van has something that I can connect my MP3 player to, so that I can listen to it via the van speakers. He came over with the keys, and said "you know we could get one of those installed in your car". Immediately the idea was distasteful to me. I thought why would I bother...we are leaving...and we are not taking our cars...they are of no use to us there.

As I was driving, I thought how funny it was that I was making decisions in the present, based on my future home. And then I thought about how earth is really not my home at all...heaven is...and wouldn't it be nice, if I could make decisions that reflected that just as easily. I want all of my earthly possessions to be just as distasteful...why bother...they all mean nothing where I am going.

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