Preparing for the End

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I spent our final travel break catching up on work, preparing for the spring, and going through my mental list of things to dig deeper into in Copenhagen. 

As I consider my experiences over the last semester- especially in light of the possible future- I find myself in a quandary by their collective implications. 

As I wrote in my post on the value of travel, being in the midst of a different culture has done the work of stripping me of preconceived notions on life --many of which I was totally unaware. It has made me feel like the tiny hold I had found to grab onto in life has shown it's weakness and crumbled--leaving me hanging again by a thread. 

I am reminded of a message from within a sermon at the danish church:

"life is supposed to be hard."

"Being frustrated is normal. Being poor is normal. Having bad relationships with others around us is normal." 

(All of this in the context of a discussion on our fixation with the perfect life, and how it's unreachable. The pastor urges us to accept the imperfections and ask God to give us new expectations. )

 

 

Graduating this spring