Hanging with my homies

I knew during these past two weeks that my former roommates were being amazing about continuing to use the house as a sort of base station while I was finalizing how to live in a van.  I also knew it would have to come to an end because I would either wear out my welcome and it would seem like I was still living there or because I never wanted to have a base station in the first place.  Both of these factors came in to play when my former roommates and I got together to chat last night.  I was really anxious going into it not knowing what they were going to say or if they were angry with me or what.  I had no idea.  The conversation we had though was really beautiful.  I mean that.  I felt blessed by them coming to me and airing their concerns and laying out some boundaries for all of us and my use of the house now that all of my stuff--the stuff I'm taking with me anyway--is out of the house.  This also comes on the heals of my mother's wisdom that I talked about in a previous post that I would get to at some point...so here it is.

My mother gave me this little gem as I was preparing to head back here to deal with Big Blue's death and potential resurrection.  She basically called me out and said, "You know.  Wasn't part of the point of all of this to draw closer to God and spend more time with Him?"  Dang.  Cut me to the core why don't you.  My mother's observation floated around my head for the next couple of days while I tried to figure out exactly how all of that was supposed to work now that I see basically how van living is going to work.

The conversation I had with my former roommates is relevant because it made me realize that spending time with people intentionally really energizes me.  Aside from that being a fairly new concept for me personally, I feel more alive and in communion with God while spending intentional time with people.  My mother's observation and advice works nicely alongside the conversation I had with my former roommates.  I am also pumped to have some time alone with God; however, I can see that happening while swimming at the Y quite a bit.  As always, I'll keep you posted.