I have been moved home for 20 nights now; I have only actually spent 10 of those sleeping at home. The other 10 have been spent camping, in London and in Manchester. Tomorrow I am going camping for the week at a Christian conference (New Wine) and when I get back I'm home for 3 nights before going camping again for another 5 nights.
All this has led me to think...why do I relish in activity? Why do I find it hard to sit still?
Well I guess firstly I should throw it out there that I'm a huge extrovert...I'm energised by people. I love spending time with friends old and new. So being by myself isn't my idea of fun.
Also I quite like feeling like my life has purpose. There is nothing worse than being sat at home with nothing to do feeling like you are impacting noone and that your life has limited meaning. Me doing things generally keeps me from that feeling of being lost without direction. I love helping people.
Lastly, I think that I like activity because it makes me feel wanted. When you get involved with things people want you around. They see you as a friend and an asset and don't want to lose contact.
Now out of those reasons only reason one is really a semi-justifiable reason for the level of stuff I get up to. The other two while they may be true aren't really the best motives for life full of adventure.
As I've been writing I've been thinking of the story of Mary and Martha in the Bible (Luke 10:38-42) I am so so so like a Martha. Like I barely sit still ever to listen to what God has to say to me. The fact is that God gives my life complete purpose and meaning because he uses me in his plan to redeem all of creation to himself. Now THAT is something I want to be a part of. But I rarely give God time to speak into my life and to tell me what he wants me to do. The times when I do stop and give him time are so precious and powerful!! I don't know why it is that I don't give him more.
I'm thinking this is something I defo need to work on.
I need to work on learning to stop working. Ha.