When I was about to move in February 2011, I wrote the following and never posted it:
I have been trying to pack for a couple of days without much success. Having to put seven years of living in UK into boxes and suitcases is rather a challenge. I am still staying in UK but moving flats. I have lived in one place for over five years and have forgotten how moving places feels. Looking at the amount of stuff that I have hoarded over this time is quite disturbing. My original ideas of using this opportunity to reduce my possesions is not likely to happen. It is amazing to see how attached we get to inanimate objects as they remind us of occasions and seasons of our lives. It is rather sentimental and I wish I was able to get rid of the clutter. This makes me think about how Israelites had to keep things simple as they were constantly on the move. Not that I want to be travelling all over the place as a result of not having faith and not trusting God. ;o)
Now I am about to move again and have tried to make myself to reduce some of things that I possess. Things seem to come in cycles and I am faced with the same decisions and same experiences but hopefully this time I am hoping for being more disciplined and better equipped for the move than last time. I hope that I have learnt from my previous experience and won't be afraid to ask for help and be open about how I feel.
I think that having to go through things in my parents flat as they have moved into smaller one, helped me to realise that I do not need all the things that have been sitting around my bedroom untouched for years. It also made me realise that I do not have my own bedroom in my parents' flat anymore and home will be more where my parents are rather than a place, flat or another location. It makes me feel sentimental but at the same time makes me aware of need of having my own home or place that I call home.
Looking back at last 12 months feels that it was school year full of changes. Not all things went the way I hoped for but at the same time God definitely took care of me and took me through that year without having a complete meltdown. ;o) There is another year ahead of me in a new house/flat and final year of Uni and trying to work part-time. As a typical worry person, I am anxious about what is to come but at the same time I am reminding myself of God's care and provision last year. God is good even and provides even when we do not ask or have given up.
