As an American, I have many weaknesses that are simply a part of my culture. I love entertainment, probably too much so. I get really bothered when people with titles expect to be recognized for those letters in front of their name. And I feel a constant need to DO THINGS.
Romania–partly because the culture is much more relationship-driven than events-driven and partly because I’m still discovering what purpose I’m supposed to have here–has been helping me to overcome this tendency to be always busy. While I am certainly not advocating laziness, I am very much in favor of recognizing that an over-committed life is not always the best recipe for following Jesus and so intentionally creating space for God to interrupt your day.
Say “hello” to my new home, the pink one on the right. Despite being pink (inside and out) and small (every time I bump my head on the hanging light, I think of J.R.R. Tolkien’s famous beginning to “The Hobbit”: “In a hole in the ground, there lived a hobbit.”), it’s actually a nice place to live.
It’s definitely a small place, just a bedroom/living room, a very small kitchen, and a bathroom. There’s an old ceramic furnace that burns wood for heat; it’s called a soba in case you were curious. There’s no internet access but what I can manage to get on my phone. There’s no dishwasher, but I haven’t used one of those since cooking for Campus Life kids in my house two years ago. There’s no oven, but I do have a double-burner electric stove thing that works great for what I need. There’s no fridge, but I’ve been discovering just how little I need one. There’s no washing machine or dryer, but my neighbors have kindly offered to let me use their washing machine, and three laundry lines in front of the house get my clothes dry enough. It does have electricity, though, and plenty of hot water. And a few cockroaches I can’t seem to get rid of completely… 😦