I might be moving into Becks’ place eventually! Been eying her place for over a year! She’s moving out and letting me have her place, and she’s even found me a flatmate. Plus the landlady used to be a teacher and doesn’t mind dogs in the flat as she used to have a dog. It does sound like it’s working out! And hopefully Becks gets the place she saw at Shelford. For now I am dreaming of nice CLEAN hardwood floor with a nice CLEAN kitchen to indulge in my other passion, cooking! People get ready to be harrassed to come over to be my guinea pigs! Don’t think Nicholas will want to be my guinea pig. He’s a chef leh!!

My reflection on the chapter Fellowship of the Heart, Waking the Dead by John Eldredge

If we open our eyes or have eyes to see, we’ll be tuned into a different world. So many stories and characters elevate us above our mundane worlds, and into one where nothing is as they appear–the magic of life.

You see a rhythm that is weaved into your life. It’s not about the mundane that gets you by. It’s about a gravitation towards a calling, a vision. Priorities, passion, posteriorities, whatever name you give it, it pulls you to a certain calling. You will feel restless until you find it.

Dorothy from Oz was lost and desperate to go home. Yet she was right where she needed to be. Aragon, early in the story, was longing, lonely, waiting, and thwarted (J. Eldredge, 2003). When the story ended (or just began, depending on your perspective), he was crowned King; he claimed his rightful place in the mythical world. It’s their calling, their destiny.

Is your journey about a familiar routine: waking up, going to work, coming back home, sleeping, and waking up again? What is the dream God is laying on your heart? What are you doing to make this dream come alive? Has the mundane rob you of this dream? Have you become passive, acquiescent?

With what eyes do you see your life in what dimension?