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Life and time going quickly.

The 8th of October was exactly 2 years since I moved here, well since I arrived to be correct. Time has gone so quickly, yet it seems to be speeding up. I have less than 2 months left and I know that suddenly I’ll be at the airport leaving. The past few weeks I’ve been kind of overwhelmed by everything. Overwhelmed by the unknown of the future. Overwhelmed by the things to sort out before I leave. Overwhelmed by the extra meetings that seem to appear every week. And just overwhelmed in general by the constant traffic in my mind.

How do I manage to settle in Jesus and live out of that place of trusting that He is in control and is working on my behalf? How do I put aside my worries, knowing that I am of way more value to Him then a sparrow? How do I not miss out on anything that is available to me in this time?

I handed my car in to get fixed this week. It was still running but making a lot of strange sounds and not doing very well. However, yesterday they called from the garage and said it is not worth putting any money into. The problems are so severe and the car is so old and worn out, the guy suggested I just keep driving her the way she is till I leave and then get rid of her. It was sad news. Sad because I was going to give her to a friend when I left and sad because she’s been such a faithful car to me this far.

Still, I guess cars also have a limited lifespan and I have been so blessed to have her these past 2 months and I hope next two months also. But that’ll be the end of the Golden Chariot.

And then there’s the realization that time is running out for now here. The other day I just cried because I was so sad to be leaving. It’s good though because I want to really have closure when I leave so I can walk fully into whatever it is God has for me next. Whatever that is....

But until then I want to keep walking faithfully here. Being available to be used by God to pour into people He brings across my path her and be open to receive everything He still wants to teach and show me.

So that’s where I’m at today. Tomorrow might be different. But this is today.

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