Home again…
Isn’t it funny how home always seems so bland and boring after being away from it for a while? When I left Toronto it was 34 degrees, the sun was shining, I was hanging out with Kevin having chicken feet and enjoying quality chat. When I arrive home, its 11 degrees (forecast max is 14 today), I’m alone in my room, I can expect to make my own lunch and eat it alone today with no chat… (did I hear an “awwwww” ?)
I also always seem to learn so much more easily away from home, when God has a lesson to teach me its plain in front of my face when I don’t have 10-dozen distractions at my fingertips. This time He is telling me I’m not giving Him enough of my time. When I look back at the past year at university I have been so busy with working to get my degree that I often forewent time spent with God. Now that is something that even the most basic guide to how a christian should spend there time will have in big red letters on the “What not to do” section. And it hasn’t recovered.
So how did going away point this out to me?? Well, when I was packing I obviously included my Bible. And so when I arrived and got things all settled in my room at the Lazda’s house, I put the Bible on the bedside table and then when I was jetlagged and not sleeping properly I would read it. This is all well and good to the onlooker, but to me I was floundering. I wasn’t focussing on what I was reading, I had no structure to learn from, nothing to guide me. My thoughts wandered as often as my eyes left the page and I couldn’t settle to read God’s word. The reason is, I am sure, obvious to those of you reading this who have found yourself in a similar situation. I was out of practice, I had lost the engrossment that comes with knowing that you are reading the breathing living word of God and that knowledge comes from experiencing it’s working in your life everyday, something which I have been lacking for some months now.
So what am I going to do? Well first up I’m going to get to reading. Also I am going to get a yearly-read-study-bible (like Mel’s MacArther (I think) one) and start into it. I mean I am going to be in Japan for a year pretty much exactly, so if I start now I can aim to have been through it by the time I’m coming home. I am also going to get a few people to be accountible to (if you want to be one, feel free! Just tell me off when you see me online or in person, remind me to read some scripture that day).
So yeah, plane trips are good for thinking about things. Your legs might cramp and you might be busting for a whiz, but can’t go cos the little old dear in the aisle seat has fallen asleep and is drooling on her daughter and the food might suck (it was terrible coming home), but it certainly gives you some time to reflect on things.
I’ll do a rundown of my trip and post up photos soon enough.



