Being Uprooted

June 30th was the last day we were in our house. The Mancave, which is what we called our place, quickly became a community house where we had people coming and going in a regular basis. We would host game nights, movie nights, worship nights, all nighters with our youth boys, tv show/movie marathons, BBQs, and much more. Our house became a hub where people got connected, revisited with friends they haven’t seen in a long time and built friendship that will last a lifetime. Our house was a place where memories were built.

But after moving everything out, throughout the week, a sense of sadness started to come over me. It was as if my heart became empty. I couldn’t seem to pin point why there was a sense of melancholy in my heart.

I was hanging out with a group of friends the other day and one of them was talking about the transition that was about to take place in his life. My friend described his situation as if he was being uprooted.

And then it dawned on me.

I was being uprooted.

Like a plant that had just been pulled out of the ground is where I am right now at this moment. My roots went deep down in the Klamath soil. I’ve been in this city for 2 years and 3 months and have lived in the Mancave for a year and a half. I’ve poured my heart into this city and now it’s time to let go.

This is the process of being uprooted.
Being taken out from one place and being planted unto the next. Being ok with letting go, though not completely, but readying my heart to be rooted to a new soil. Change can be hard. But change means progress. Without it, there is no growth. Anything that causes us to become static and stagnant is death.

Don’t let fear of change paralyze you into stepping into something new.

It’s amazing how one word can change the way you see your circumstance or situation.

August 4th will be my last day here in Klamath Falls, OR. I will be moving to Redding, California for the School of Supernatural Ministry at Bethel Church. I have been talking about it for the past year and the time has finally come. I’m getting antsier as the days goes by. But in a few days, I’m ready to plunge into a new journey, a new chapter, a new adventure.

Life is meant to grow us, to change us, to cultivate us. Our relationship with Him is meant to take us from glory to glory. So here’s to a life filled with wonder, awe, and child-like faith.