Burning Ones

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what my purpose is living here in Norristown. So much of me wants to lock myself inside our apartment: to avoid the outside world because its easier than making awkward confrontations with people I don’t really know. It would fix any kind of fear that I have of being a small woman alone all day. I could make sure nothing comes in and I never go out. I could make the apartment look really pretty. But I feel like that would be wrong.

I was reading Jeremiah where God is speaking against Israel because after delivering them to the promised land, they turn around, forsake God, and then run after everything but God. God, I don’t do want to do that. I’ve always considered Norristown our “promised land” (even though many others would disagree). We’ve waited to be here so long and God was awesomely faithful. The last thing I want to do is start worshiping the “good house-wife” god and lusting after the god of image. Ugh.

I have ideas that I’d like to do and Lord-willingly they’ll happen. I would like to lead a morning worship (like 7-9 AM) in the morning at our church (which is a block from our house). I’d like to have an “open house” policy while I’m there and as long as the door is open any youth in the area who’d like to hang out and maybe do lunch is welcome. I’d like to hang out on our front porch all day and talk with our neighbors and build relationships (we need porch furniture though). I don’t know; just random stuff. We’ll see :-)

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