So, as you all know by now, I am working at St. Peter’s Lutheran
Church in Midtown Manhattan. It really is quite a little gem and I am becoming
more fond of this place every single day. After the first week, I still wasn’t
really feeling like I could live in Manhattan long term, and I was thinking 6
weeks could be perfect. But it really is growing on me…both the city, and this
job, this church, and mostly the people in it.
The more you move
around (which I do more frequently than most people), the more you realize and
understand that it’s really all about the people in your life that matters the
most. It’s the relationships that mean more than anything, and those are really
the only things we carry with us forever. Leaving California was hard for
me because I had to leave so many people that I had come to love and treasure
dearly. Leaving my job didn’t kill me, nor my calling (it was sad yes), not
even leaving the beautiful beach and views in San Clemente (unbelievable
right?)…just leaving behind important relationships, cherished friendships,
love and support. Every place has new views…ie. the beach was a little slice of
heaven, but the Manhattan skyline is pretty amazing too. Pedro’s Tacos, yum…but
NYC, come on, there is food all around to die for. Every new place has so much
to experience, so much to learn about and to learn from. New people to meet and
appreciate. New food to be eaten. New paths to walk and endless places to
discover. New favorites to be found. Maybe those are some of the many reasons that
I can’t seem to stay situated for longer than a couple years. Is that weird?
As a kid, I was a
TOTAL homebody. I would cry when my parents went on vacation until I was like
13. Home was always the ultimate place of comfort for me. My older sister was
always the one to be happy to leave, get away, etc. But not me. I was perfectly
content at home. Safe. Comfortable. Known. How I pulled such a stark 180 degree
turn around, who knows. Seriously, think about it with me…..since I graduated
from high school, I lived in Hawaii for 2 years, SLC for a while, Lithuania and
Latvia for 1.5 years, Provo for a couple years, California for a couple years,
now in New York City for who knows how long (more to come on that), and have
visited nearly 20 countries. I can decide to move to NYC one day, and a week
later be living and working there – navigating the metro and buses like a pro.
Change is so refreshing to me. So healthy. So powerful, meaningful, and
invigorating. It breathes renewed life into me somehow. Maybe, I need to find a
man who works for the state department, so we can move to a new country every
2-3 years. Awesome. But then I think about having kids, and I want to have a
stable home and environment for them to grow up in……..but then again, a stable
home has nothing to do with being a permanently located physical home. Which
brings to me another point that I have been reflecting on and again, so
grateful for amidst all the change.
The gospel. The true
and living and one and only Church of Jesus Christ. No matter where I go, in
the ENTIRE WORLD, it’s there. Again, that stable home principle. I can go the
church any Sunday in any part of the world (except mainland China and maybe a
handful of other places, soon to be changing), and it’s the same. I love that.
It ALWAYS keeps me grounded. I’m inexplicably grateful for that. The only other
thing in my life that can even compare to that stability, is my family. So
that’s it…my family and the gospel. And as I move around and life changes, my
family grows, not only by marriage and births, but new relationships with those
who used to be strangers can become family. There are probably 5-10 people in
my life, outside of my immediate family, who I consider to truly be family.
They provide that stability, that same bond and relationship, love, and ability
to keep me grounded no matter where I fly. What a blessing. Seriously.
The things I want to
keep writing will just take me in circles, so I’ll probably wrap it up for now.
Thanks for listening. And if any of you have any contacts in the
floral/wedding/event industry in NYC…let me know.
Wow - I'm a little breathless at the thoughts of you staying in Manhattan. What an adventure - lots of opportunities to meet new people, see new things. Sounds like you've moved through the alone-in-a-crowd phase towards the finding-my-niche phase. GOOD for you! My mother's worrying heart is screaming, "NEW YORK? But it's dangerous there." Then I laugh and think, "This girl conquered 1.5 years on very foreign turf in really trying circumstances - she can take care of herself." If you didn't understand the workings of the Spirit, I would really worry, but you do, so as long as you pay attention to its whisperings and act accordingly, I could be OK with this!
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