Monday, June 22, 2009

Limbo

Ever feel as though you're stuck in limbo? I am pretty sure you have at some point in your life...

Well, if you can't quite remember what it feels like, let me describe it for you...


This weekend I was in a wedding for a very dear friend of mine, and, as I had the opportunity to tell her the night before her wedding day, she was beginning a new chapter in her life. She would be leaving her crazy single days for a long and happy life with a man that she would be putting before her every decision, she left the self-absorbed for the sacrificial. I can't really think of anyone more ready for that choice....
Well, limbo is the feeling of being between chapters... it is when one phase of your life is ending and you have absolutely no clue what's next... A secular mindset would remedy this problem by pointing out that because we have control over our own lives, then we can simply write the next chapter of our life. Since I thirst for control, this particular mindset would be not only appealing, but also logical to me. As both an unfortunate and fortunate consequence to my committment to the God of all creation, I have been granted absolutely NO control over how my life will play out.

As I go through this summer chock-full of weddings, I can't help but feel in limbo. Not because I expect the next chapter of my life to be marriage, but rather because it seems as though so many people already know what their next chapter is, whereas I have absolutely no clue...

I am currently sitting in the Lynchburg Regional Airport, and I can't help but think of all the transitions that I have made in my life. It reminds me of the first time I moved out of the state of Florida, and to a whole new country: Holland. I remember the trips I would make back to the U.S.; little reminders of the fact that life was continuing here while I was over there. I remember the move back to the U.S., a plane trip that started off as a summer vacation and ended with cardboard boxes and a three month recovery from lung cancer for my father. I remember my flight to Lynchburg for the very first time over four years ago, craving the adventure of yet another new place to call home...

Well, my flight is boarding... so i don't really have a great conclusion...

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