no sand, no mud [a.k.a. living on purpose]

no sand, no mud [a.k.a. living on purpose]

it’s  me again — hannah!

so, life in minnesota has finally settled into a routine, but it seems that along with routine comes servitude to the clock — one of those ‘necessary evils’.  i have to schedule my fits of spontaneity, which is a really lame paradox.  but even more of a quandary — what does God want for this season of my life?  well, i’ve discovered one thing, at least:

patience.

my plan [emphasis on my] has been vague and simple: stick around in the u.s. while i pay off my loans, and figure out the next step.  before doing the math, i was under the assumption that paying off my student loans would take me a year, maybe two.  tops.

however, the other day i sat down and crunched the numbers, and to my horror — it’s going to take at least four years, and that’s if i’m a very good girl.  that’s a tough pill to swallow.  4 years seems like a very long time for an m.k. to live in one place.

this wanderlust with which i am affected is calling, the soles of my feet itch for the road, to discover new paths, friends, tastes, sights and smells.  my perspectives need broadening!, cry my restless instincts.

but what about the undiscovered paths in my backyard?  what about hundreds of thousands of lost souls on my doorstep?  chilly minneapolis holds the most diverse neighborhood in the country.  new friends are everywhere.  i can find other cultures in the ‘burbs and burgs.  this city is full of restaurants that bring the world to the table — i can savor them without flying somewhere new.  even though my being longs for a warm wind, that too will come — summer will blow in for a few brief weeks.

i guess part of what i’m feeling is the yearning that my life, my days, my moments here have purpose, meaning, intentionality.  not that i’m doing time between adventures.  i want to live on purpose.

because even life itself as His child is an adventure.  i won’t be a stick in the mud or bury my head in the sand.  no sand, no mud.  Lord, You are calling me to Yourself [unfathomable character, unending passion] and to love those surrounding me.

You are calling me to go deep — heart tender, arms wide, hands open.

One thought on “no sand, no mud [a.k.a. living on purpose]

  1. Hannah my dear! I didn’t realize you were in Minnesota now, we will be moving back there this July. We don’t know where we will be living yet, where ever Lucas lands his scientist job I guess. So far he’s applied to several random locations. But whereever we end up I’d LOVE to get together with you! We can talk about Missoula Montana, and San Fran, and Thailand, and Africa… oh it seems our paths have been in the same places at different times 🙂 Miss you!

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