we moved out.
but have not move in yet.
there is this one week transition before we start making the house our home...
for a year and 3 months, i have kept this feeling that everything here is just temporary.
well, that is a fact in general.
but what i meant was... this place.
this life... living away from home is temporary.
and i dont need to feel comfortable with it because its not permanent.
as we were looking for new place last week.
i was somehow disturbed... confused... i dont exactly know what i was looking for.
i dont have a picture in mind of what i want to have... not because i am clueless, but more than that, i dont know what to consider. whatever comes first?
before we moved out, we went to church. after few months of not attending the service, it was a relief. i was recharged...
ooopppsss, dont worry... i am not going to write the whole sermon!
just a piece of what reflects on me.
the pastor emphasized the value of being part of a cell group in church... in which you have to register to be a part of the church. admittedly, i am one of those who doesnt want to register, thinking that i have a local church at home... which is in Bulacan.
i am attending... as a guest?!
but he said, we are not. we should accept this place as our new home since we are legal resident of this country... and we are staying here... living a life here... we should understand that this is now home, for us.
and he is right. of course!
for 15 months... i was thinking of going home, where my childhood photos were... thinking of my favorite blankets & my pillows... dreaming of my bed...
and ignoring the things that i have at present... these 'temporary' things that i am using everyday and for few more years from now.
my parents will always be my home...
but what i have right now. wherever i am. i should also call it home.
this enlightens me... and after the service, i found peace of mind...
i can somehow enjoy the few more years here.
and can make myself feel at home, especially this Christmas :)
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