Moving Ain’t Fun

Without giving too much energy to negative things, I’ll say over the weekend I moved to a new place. About a week or so ago, and it’s been brewing for longer than that, my landlord must have thought I couldn’t count to five. He kept insisting I owed him a couple months of back rent even when I produced the receipts he’d written. It’s Southeast Asia and none of them like to loose face, so after producing the receipts proving I owed nothing, I found another place to live back in the city.

When I first arrived in Cebu I lived in this neighborhood. My new place is a bit closer than my first and it’s new. I’m the first person to occupy my unit. It’s smaller than most of the places I’ve lived, but the community here is a bit more upscale. It’s a nice change of echelon. A couple weeks ago I’d written about my inability to set and maintain a standard. I’d written about how I’d typically go with the flow, tell myself I’m outside of America and things will be uncomfortable. Today, the most uncomfortable part of the journey is unpacking and getting organized.

Interesting thing about the entire situation is I never asked to live here. One of my friends owns and manages several condos throughout the city. When we were talking about my situation with the landlord, plus he knew of my desire to move back to the city and be closer to doctors and hospitals to continue my rehab, he offered this place. It’s a sweetheart deal. It’s a premium unit and out of my budget at the moment. Six months from now maybe not, but today, I couldn’t afford this place without his assistance.

Move in, cover your utilities, and you can stay for a couple of months until I’m ready to get it decorated. He’s currently building out four or five other units in the same building so this one was sitting empty. I own all my furniture and needed an unfurnished place. Most are setup for tourist, which I’m not, so to find unfurnished in a new building in this location with the setup I currently have is my Creator making himself apparent once more.

Throughout life, if I stop and assess different experiences, it’s clear how He has taken of and put things in place to make my path less challenging. Most of us are too busy trying to make a living that we don’t enjoy life. One of the benefits of writing consistently is these quiet mornings and the ability to reflect on what’s happening and how. I get to show others what happens while living with purpose. I get to show others how our Creator works, even with a small sample size like another place to live. Others can see me in motion and maybe, just maybe think to themselves that if he can do it, so can I.

Moving ain’t fun, it ain’t pleasant, and it’s not something I typically enjoy. This move however has been simple and straightforward. I never even spoke with a realtor or searched for a property. I didn’t put down a deposit for the unit or any utilities. I said what was needed and my Creator made that possible. For years several of my friends have said, “God will either bless it or block it.” That’s the case here. He blessed it and I’m telling you about it cause I ain’t so special. If He will do it for me, He certainly will do i

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