Such a long time since the last post and I can't remember exactly where I left off so let's do a current state of today.
I'm working at the school and doing freelance design.
I'm living in Toronto. Fabulous! Just a month ago I made the transition from burbs to city.
I'm no longer single. That's right! Off the market!
I'm still driving for the moment but will find a bike sometime soon to terrorize the motorists.
I'd love to share so much about all of these things especially thoughts on my lovely lady but tonight I think I'll focus on one little thing.
So moving into the city was an amazing thing. I moved in with two other guys I met at church and we're great friends now. In fact, they started looking for this place without me but told me they were looking for a place for all 3 of us. I didn't think it would happen but here we are. The house is amazing and did all the convincing that was needed.
Since moving into the city and moving into this house we've taken on thing small thing doing breakfast once a week. At first it was good friends of ours who made us breakfast for our first day in the city as we hadn't grocery shopped or anything. Such a lovely gesture and other people overhead of this and joined us. It was a lovely breakfast thing. Then every week since we've just been doing breakfasts and each week, more people come out and it's been a great way to see the church community be a community. And it's been even more amazing to see that happen in the same roof that I sleep.
Anyhow, from moving in I felt a huge responsibility, that this move was made possible by God and that we should make sure to use the house in a way to grow our capacity somehow in our church community. Almost like the idea of being faithful to the gifts and provision of God. Wicked idea right? I do try to keep mindful of it all but sometimes you can lose sight of things like that. Anyway, this past Sunday at church, it was a decent service and then it came time for communion and tithing. Tithing is giving money to the church. As a member of the community, it's important to tithe as without it, the church wouldn't be able to do things like have services on Sundays.
So I take a white envelope like any time before and borrow a pen to write my name and info on the envelope. It's for tax purposes really. I always forget a pen though. Anyway, I look at the envelope and write my name. Then I go to start writing my address and something hit me fairly powerfully. I was writing on the envelope the address of the place I just moved into in the city. After a long waiting period and a lot of commuting from the burbs and so much effort this was something that happened that I definitely couldn't have just willed myself. Writing the address on an envelope that was an offering to the church and to God made so much sense. It tied the house back so well to that responsibility to make amazing things happen here. It also made me crazy thankful again and in that moment I recalled everything this past year and a bit that has gone right, all the growth I've had etc. Such an amazing moment.
Anyway, I'm so tired from a show the band just played in St. Catherines so I'm going to run and jump and do a perfect swan dive into my bed.
Mmm sleep.
Peace, love, rock and sleep,
J
