Oasis. I've got one. It's safe. It's comfortable. It's "mine."It currently happens to be the bottom of a dorm bunk bed with a memory foam mattress pad and pillow, down comforter, one of those beady squishy pillows, two other pillows, a sheet which turns my bottom bunk into a tent of sorts, and a stuffed rhino from the Kohl's Cares for Kids shelf named Gustav. There's a bendy blue lamp clipped to the wooden headboard, a turtle-shaped snowflake above the headboard, some bars from the bed above me which are utilized for flipping myself, a red radiator to the left that makes loud metallic clanging noises when it turns on (and gets WAY too hot), really ugly drapes also to the left, and finally...a shelf with my camera and a big red cowbell that says "Bell Diablo" at the end.
I wonder though, what's En Gedi going to look like when I'm an adult? Will I have my own house with a wife and kids? Will I live in a small one bedroom apartment with leaky pipes and no wireless? How about a house with 5 other guys? Africa? Where will my place of comfort be?
Honestly, I really like that first option. I'm willing to do whatever God says, but I do daydream of a time when I can love my wife as Christ loves the church and invest in my children with all the wisdom and energy our Father invests into us.
I don't know what the fates have prepared for me... but, are we there yet?
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