(In light of the new year I thought I’d share a post I wrote a couple months ago, but never got around to posting)
I asked a friend the other day where she hoped to be in five years, many hate this question, but I love it.
That is I love asking it.
Instead of answering it, she threw it back.
I didn’t like that.
I thought for a second, “Where do I want to be in five years? I had no idea!
It might sound odd, but marriage isn’t very high on my “to do” list, owning a home isn’t a huge priority, and honestly I’m not even sure right now if I want to work at a local church anymore, after leaving my former church (nothing against them), I have been offered a few jobs and turned each one down, so job wise I’m not really sure what I wanna do, let alone where I want to be in 5 years…
I mean, not to make myself sound like a completely unmotivated loser, I’m perfectly content right now. I’m open to whatever.
I do know what I want is a solid community of people that I can talk with, eat with, drink with, follow after Jesus with, and have a church that I can call my “home church”…
I mean I’m pretty simple and easy going, I want community, friends, and people that I can call family and as long as that happens I don’t really mind what my job is (within reason), how much money I have, whether or not I own a home, or if I’m married or single… (with aspirations like these I probably will stay single).
But in this question of “where will I be in five years?” I don’t know where I’ll be or what I will be doing, but I do know that I want to be content. That I want solid community. I feel that so many times I have fallen into the trap of pursuing money, jobs, materials, titles, positions. You know, that perfect American ideal that doesn’t really exist, when I should have kept it simple and just pursued community, family, and Jesus…