On Moving House 27/11/12
Moving houses is shit. I have so much craaaap. Seriously, I wish I didn’t own 90% of this crap. The idea of accumulating possessions, stresses me out. If this is where I am after living out of home for 3 years, where will I be in 20? It gives me more sympathy for my mum though, and all the things I think are superfluous in our family home. Although, it just encourages me to let go even more. Live more simplistically. I watched the little sparrows this afternoon, as they picked at the feast of leftover bread and chips we left out for them. It’s a beautiful reminder that no matter what happens, God will sustain us. Those sparrows don’t have a job and make money, yet they eat. And while this week, things might have gone wrong for me, I will make it though. Just like the sparrows.










