165: A Moving Story (No, Really)

I have some fantastic friends. The newly married McCrees rank quite highly among them. If you’ve been following my blog for a while now, you might remember that I dedicated a few days of blog posts to them, which you can read here:

Day 119: A Story For The Grandchildren (PART ONE)

Day 120: A Story For The Grandchildren (PART TWO)

Day 121: A Story For The Grandchildren (PART THREE)

So it’s now a month and a half since Jon and Hannah got married and yesterday, I helped them move into their new house. For the last year and a half they’ve been living a fair way away, but yesterday they moved back into the area and excitingly, back into the community. It’s pretty cool! We’ve missed them.

Whilst we managed to transport everything from the van to their third-floor flat (using a skinny set of stairs) in fairly good time, it was anything but easy. In particular, a rather large sofa and a monster of a wardrobe caused us some considerable issues…but despite the aching muscles today (for me at least), we did it! In what appears to be becoming a bit of a ‘thing’ at the moment, here are a few observations from helping Jon and Hannah move into their house:

1. We can’t do everything on our own.

The sofa and wardrobe would have been physically impossible to move alone…short of taking them apart completely. This isn’t profound but it is important: we can’t do everything on our own. As I said in yesterday’s post, sometimes we need to ask for help in order to grow and learn, but sometimes a task is completely impossible without the direct input of other people. I have to admit to being guilty of occasionally trying to go it alone before realising that I’m woefully dependent on other people’s skills and abilities to do what I want to do with any kind of excellence. Utilise the strengths of your family, friends and colleagues (without taking advantage of them) if you want the best possible outcome in a given situation.

2. We can’t predict the future.

When I met Hannah, I was actually flying to Chicago to visit her friend, Anna. As Hannah came out of the car at Chicago’s O’Hare airport to shake my hand and introduce herself to me, I had no idea that less than two years later, she’d be married to a friend of mine and living less than a two-minute drive from the house that many of my earliest childhood memories reside. Despite my best intentions and keenest intuition, I couldn’t possibly have predicted that outcome.

Another thing I’m guilty of: planning my future to the letter. I like to know exactly what I’m going to be doing, when I’m going to be doing it. I like to know where I’m going, how I’m going to get there and every step required along the way. Are you a bit of an obsessive future planner too? If so, remember that we can’t predict the future! Yes, maybe some things are inevitable. I can predict that I probably won’t have any food with tomato or cheese in it during the next six months. I don’t like either of them, so it’s fairly likely that I’ll be correct. But I don’t know where I’ll be in five years or where life will take me. It’s pretty likely that you don’t either! Relax in the knowledge that we don’t have full knowledge of the future and focus on enjoying the present.

3.  Community is incredible.

Do I really need to reiterate this? I’m so grateful for the Kerith Community Church community. It makes not predicting my future and enjoying the present so much easier!

 

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