As the end of this school year draws to a close, I’m finding myself in a funk of sorts. I can’t quite explain it. It’s a mixture of exhaustion, “over-it-ness,” anticipation, fear, and a strong desire to experience something new and different. I’ve been at my current school for seven years, and for the first time ever do I feel an undeniable peace to leave. Of course in the correct way because I do not believe in burning bridges, but the desire to leave is the strongest it has ever been.
Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve been really hearing God in my spirit talking to me. He’s been telling me to jump. Jump into a new season. Jump into a new life. Jump out of the familiar. Jump into the uncertainty. Just jump. Dream. Live again.
Maybe that’s what it is. Maybe I’ve just stopped living. Between a lot of external and extenuating circumstances with my home life and even some work stuff, I just feel stuck. Like I’m not moving. It sucks because that’s not who I am. That’s not who He designed me to be. I know there’s more to me. More to life. More.
I’m hoping Abu Dhabi offers me the rejuvenation, re-boot, and revival that I need to live again. Because I need it. I need to live again. Believe in me again. Write again. Jump again. Breathe again.
I feel like I’m rambling, so I’ll end this post. But, needless to say, I’m feeling some type of way these days.