PACKED

What is enough? Quite honestly, I think there has never been a time in my life when my needs were not physically met. My life has been packed full of stuff-- not only material items, but also an expansive support network, educational opportunities, a knowledge that I am loved and taken care of and a hope of a future. My life overflows with all of this. And as I pack my bags over and over attempting to consolidate my rolls of toilet paper, my personal pharmacy, and art supplies and have it weigh under the alloted limits, I pause. I will most likely never know what desperation feels like. I have so much. But I pray that I can know what it feels like to desire a God who those in desperation call out to! I pack and I pack and in trying to live a year of simplicity, I still have so much. The challenge transends over this journey. To unpack all the stuff, all the stereotypes and preconceptions, to unpack the expectations and the cultural underpinnings. To reach in and take out the pain, and the joy and all that has shaped this life. To strip down to the basics of humanity that make us all sisters and brothers and experience life wholly.