My Spiritual Suitcase

It's family day weekend! It was a pleasure to be home with family and friends. I've really missed some of them and it was a delight catching up with them even though my time at home was cut short (no reading week for this working man!). But, it's weekends like this that I find myself incredibly torn.  It has always been a struggle for me the past year or so, as convocation and my future approached, figuring out what was next for me. Would I stay in Guelph? Would I go back to Toronto? I've really enjoy being here in Guelph and God has graciously snuggled me into a wonderful gospel-centred community here - I am challenged by great biblical preaching, and I am loved by a hospitable, friendly and warm body of Christ which God has graciously given me. Home on the other hand, is home - it's where i've grown up, my parents, my childhood, and there is also another beautiful community of knit and edifying friendships that I thank God for.  I've learnt that

In today's culture, everything is fast, quick and immediate - from microwave dinners to social media apps, we, especially those in first world countries are incredibly privileged and blessed to have so much at our disposal. If there's something we want, we can get it. If we're hungry, we eat. If we're tired, we sleep. If we're bored, the Internet is readily at our fingertips with 300 hours of video footage being uploaded to YouTube every hour. In a world where we can have all we want and when we want, what does it means to wait? I've really been wrestling and pondering over the idea of waiting recently, particularly, waiting on God. 2017 is well underway, and I actually have quite a few major changes coming up in a few months. By the end of April, there's a pretty good chance that i'll have to move out of the house i've been living in for the past 3 years (which has absolutely been an incredible gift from God), and by the end of August, my intern