What & When.
I’m
moving out of my condo! Times are exciting but at the same time sentimental of
leaving a place I called home for the last two years. Since I moved out of my
grandparents’ house after college, I moved to Marikina for work.
Quick
two stories about my preps:
1. I
didn’t realize moving out was this tedious! I mean it’s not because I’m OC ha.
There’s really a lot of things to do! Not complaining here, though. Hehe.
2. I
was a bit (emphasis on a bit) uneasy that I still didn’t have my boxes on the
day I planned to buy them. I went to Robinson’s Supermarket and found out they
don’t sell boxes anymore. Next plan was a sari-sari store but didn’t have any
near our place, so I posted in facebook asking where to find boxes. Haha!
Thanks to all who suggested, National Bookstore and ACE nga naman, Cha! Haha!
Anyway, one of my good colleagues volunteered to deliver extra boxes he has for
free. Favoooor! J
It was a slap on my face when I realized I was again anxious over very small
things! I mean, boxes? Really?
Okay
back to my story – I’ll be packing things and cleaning the unit for two days. My
two years, in two days. Good bye, my 21 SQM homey, comforting, welcoming, warm
unit! Thank you for the sunlight and sky every single day. Thank you for being
my home while I was getting fixed. Perhaps I really needed time alone. :)
| Left most photo was taken on my first night in the unit. :) |
The idea of leaving not just my unit but Marikina itself too makes me sentimental! I said I was going to be a south girl but I just fell in love with the east. I love Marikina’s suburban feel, like how everything’s a tricycle or jeep away. From local food joints (Tapsi ni Vivian, Momma Brown, Katsu, everything in Lilac, actually, Mama Chit’s, Rustic Mornings/Café Isabel, Pan De Amerikana, Beefalo, Café Lidia!!! And a lot more), Sports Center, cheap alterations and shoe repairs, not having to be so dressed up when going to the grocery… I am surely gonna miss Marikina!
I’d
like to share with you some things I learned for the past 4 years:
Where & How.
You
know those circumstances in life where you’re still not sure of something but
you have to make a decision? And that something is out of your control? This is
one of those. Thus, to kick this season off (haha!) I decided to go back to my
family’s house. But of course I had to ask permission first, from my family and
a lot of talking to God.
I
was scared, nervous, and fearful about getting a NO, all the lies the enemy
would let me think – I thought of. But prayers always work… who was I kidding?
They are my family. I am my grandparents’ granddaughter, I am my tita’s niece…
but most of all I am God’s daughter. I mean, He will never leave me homeless,
you know…
When
I was having my quiet time and praying about this decision, God answered me…
“Why
are you so afraid, my child? Speak in love, in humility and in truth. I will be with you. I am with you. I have already been there. I have prepared your
new home for you. Yes, I have! I have placed you where I want you to be. Just
follow Me.”
Why & WHO.
Fast
forward, when I asked my family if I can go back home, I got a YES. I got a yes
by God’s grace. Only by God’s grace... Yes, it is undeserved!
GOD has again reminded me of
His faithfulness in my moving out. It IS amazing that His
faithfulness to us does not depend on our faithfulness to Him. Romans 8:28
(ESV) says, “And we know that for those
who love God all things work
together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.” God
makes things work together. Siya talaga ang nagtatahi-tahi ng lahat. Aayusin
Niya. A new chapter of my life has started (yes, for me it’s really one whole
chapter!) and I am humbled, I am at
peace, I am grateful, and I am excited. I cannot fathom how thankful I am,
really.
So this season.. this season that I am about to leave, living alone... to a new season, living with my family again... I
know that God has a greater, bigger purpose of why He led me to go back. It’s
not just about saving money, or free wifi, or having home-cooked food ready
when I get home…
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