About every six months I start to get this uncontrollable desire to pick up and move. I get these ideas about how great it would be to move to New York City and start working in an inner-city school or maybe even drop everything and check out the life in Africa somewhere. I always end up talking myself out of it, but for some reason I feel like I might actually have to do some serious thinking and praying about where God is calling me in life this time. All too often it seems that we get sort of pigeon-holed (sorry for the lame cliche. I usually try to avoid them, but this one just seems to fit) into what we think life holds...I'm a teacher. I have a great job in an outstanding district. I'm living rather comfortably. Things are by all means good...but really...is this all there is? Is this what God made me to be or is there just a little bit more that I'm not allowing myself to realize because I'm comfortable where I'm at? I dunno. Like I said...some serious prayer needs to be taking place in the next few weeks, months, etc. I've always tried to live my life with no regrets. I don't want to get to a place in time when I'm looking back and saying "Crap. Why didn't I..." Hmm...interesting blog thoughts this evening...
Enjoy me as Rainbow Brite to ease your mind :) Best Halloween Costume EVER!!!
