That awkward moment when people in Whakatane dont understand why Mum and I want to move to Wellington, so they try to tell us to stay here. I mean where is the logic in that? Why would I, in my right mind, wish to remain in a town with no friends, nobody my age, no potential boyfriends, actually make that no guys my age at all, no job and no decent church that will inspire me and help me grow more in my calling. I guess some people like the idea of me being stuck here and fail to consider the fact that maybe I want to move because Whakatane is not a big enough place to fit the capacity of my lets-go-on-a-global-mission-trip-and-start-a-world-revival kinda dreams. I spent half of my life growing up in this town, it was perfect for a safe environment but there is a time when the little girl grows up and just like the caterpillar she will one day grow some beautiful wings and fly away. I tried to leave a few years ago and went to Auckland, it may have turned into the darkest two years of my life but I am not giving up after one fall down. I am willing to stand on my two feet and try the city life once again and this time I am determined to succeed and not have a breakdown. Small town minded people, I dont have time for your pessimistic opinions. I wish people would be more encouraging about this step of faith Mum and I are making, for two people who face Depression and Anxiety, I would say it is actually a freaking miracle we are courageous enough to even try at all. They say you become like those you surround yourself with, how will I ever live out all my prophetic words about going on missions.. if I live in a town where the majority of people cant seem to see further than the end of the street they live on? I need to be around jet setting people, in order to become a jet setting person.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 04:35:23 +0000
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