Simple Living

 Almost two weeks have passed since giving up employment with Enterprise Rent-A-Car.  Even with the incident involving the vehicle and the failed vacation plans, I have been very much enjoying the time of healing and restoration.  Last week Thursday, a friend graciously agreed to take me to Dublin in order to finalize the sale of the truck for scrap.  Of course I paid for gas and food as a way to say thank you for the accomodation.  In the time since losing vehicle independence, I have been utilizing public transportation once again.  (Bus use for days I have a lot of errands, and the bicycle when I only have one or two local places of questionable importance to go.)  Something I have lost sight of is how truly liberating it is to live simply.  Strip away all the material possessions, along with the initial wants and desires, that culture subtly tells us we must have, and the resulting peace and joy are overwhelming.  Keeping up with the Joneses was never for me, even if I get conned into the rat race sub-consciously every once in a while.  Today I must mark the end of my break from humanity at-large by beginning to look for employment.  Hopefully I can find something that I'm passionate about and is also not mentally and emotionally toxic.  We shall see what happens.  In the meantime, I have a relationship with the One who holds my future and provides for me as the Great Shepard.  Do you know the Sovereign Lord?  Stressful difficulties will still come our way, but we don't have to deal with them alone.  There isn't any other way I could make it if I didn't have the Lord Jesus in my heart and soul.

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