Where has the time gone?
Well, when I started this blog, I promised myself that I would be very faithful and try to write regularly and now I see tha a whole month has gone by. A whole hot month, to be sure. Soon after Rachael went back to Long Island, the mercury began to rise and the rain ceased to fall. Saved on mowing the lawn time but a brownish lawn probably isn't a good selling point.
Shortly after she went back, I decided to put our house on the market. It was supposed to be our house but the court master thought otherwise and Rachael went to live with her mother. Not happily but with little choice. I got the impression that she needs me there more than I need to be here so I began the process. After listing it with an agent, I began to realize that I have never really moved in. Well, I've been here for almost four years but as I began to get things in shape I realized how much I never got done--or unpacked--or unladen of. So, last week I began plastering her room so that I could finally paint it.
It seems like the thing to do, sell our house. The market has gone up, a change of scenery might be good for me, I'll be able to finally resolve the marital debt issue, set up college accounts for my children, and have something left over for the future. Makes sense, but doesn't make it easier.
I've come to love Baltimore. I have friends and colleagues here. My Spiritual Director is here. I have the peace community here. A congregation that I love is here. In spite of many drawbacks, it's a great place to live. Close to DC, close to Philly, even NY. And, I can see the Yankees play whenever they are in town. I've even seen the Giants play the Ravens, both activities which will be a little harder to accomplish in NY. But, it's time. I'd lie to think that God is prodding me to do it. Not happy about it, but a God thing nonetheless.
And so, the decision has weighed heavily on my mind, my heart, and my spirit this past month. I pray it is the right decision, even if it is not an easy one.
Shortly after she went back, I decided to put our house on the market. It was supposed to be our house but the court master thought otherwise and Rachael went to live with her mother. Not happily but with little choice. I got the impression that she needs me there more than I need to be here so I began the process. After listing it with an agent, I began to realize that I have never really moved in. Well, I've been here for almost four years but as I began to get things in shape I realized how much I never got done--or unpacked--or unladen of. So, last week I began plastering her room so that I could finally paint it.
It seems like the thing to do, sell our house. The market has gone up, a change of scenery might be good for me, I'll be able to finally resolve the marital debt issue, set up college accounts for my children, and have something left over for the future. Makes sense, but doesn't make it easier.
I've come to love Baltimore. I have friends and colleagues here. My Spiritual Director is here. I have the peace community here. A congregation that I love is here. In spite of many drawbacks, it's a great place to live. Close to DC, close to Philly, even NY. And, I can see the Yankees play whenever they are in town. I've even seen the Giants play the Ravens, both activities which will be a little harder to accomplish in NY. But, it's time. I'd lie to think that God is prodding me to do it. Not happy about it, but a God thing nonetheless.
And so, the decision has weighed heavily on my mind, my heart, and my spirit this past month. I pray it is the right decision, even if it is not an easy one.
Lord God, you have called your servants to ventures of which we cannot see the ending, by paths as yet untrodden, through perils unknown. Give us faith to go out with good courage, not know where we go, but only that your hand is leading us and your love supporting us; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen
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