Or I Could Be a Rolling Stone…
I’m weary of school. I’m tired of writing papers. I don’t feel like being meticulous in the corrections of my work. I don’t want to give 10 references for an 8 page paper.
Yet that is where I am and what is requested – nay, demanded of me.
Sometimes I get jealous of where others are. Jake is traveling this year, Rachel is going on a six month mission trip and Randy is going to be setting foot on six different countries in the next 2 months. Helping out churches, playing guitar, meeting people and being…free.
Almost more than anything, I long to make a lasting impact on the world. And despite my sore shoulders, constantly hunched over a laptop, or my aching eyes, reading thousands of pages or my mind that just wants to check out and be like some of my friends: Bible in one hand, passport in the other, with a semi-flexible itinerary, I have the distinct impression that the wearisome work I am doing now is the very groundwork that draws me nearer to my enigmanimous dream than I realize.
Or…I am exhausted to the point of hallucination. I prefer to embrace the former. 🙂
“The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me; your steadfast love, O Lord, endures forever. Do not forsake the work of your hands.” – Ps. 138:8
The Sasquatch Soul: wandering, searching deeply, and avoiding photos. 
Amanda #2 :) said,
May 9, 2011 at 10:16 pm
Are we in the same boat? If it’s the S.S. I’m-Sick-Of-This-And-I-Really-Want-To-Go-To-Disneyland-Instead-Of- Writing-For-Twelve-Hours-Straight, then I think we might be!
Hold fast for the S.S. Enigmananitmity!!! Your ship’s coming in soon.