After a year at IHOP-KC, I have spent the last 5 months basically moving around the country and figuring out that I really belong at/miss/identify with the community at IHOP. It took moving away to realize how much my personal theology and vision what what a church/community should be and should be about had changed. Not that IHOP has it perfect by any means, but it was so good to be in a community of people who believe that intercession is the only way forward for the church in these last days, that Jesus is really returning to the earth soon and that all of the gospel story is about a God who is madly in love with humanity and longs for us to be near to Him.
In spite of the fact that I lived for more than 14 years in the Dallas-Fort Worth area, it no longer feels like home. Many places are familar, which is handy when traffic snarls up on the way home... loving those side roads! Nothing feels like home anymore. It's good to see friends, but living here again has emphasized to me how much everyone has moved on. So many of my close friends don't attend my old church anymore, and for that matter neither do I. (I may blog all about that one day).
So I sit in my office, nearing Christmas, living in someone's spare bedroom (yet again), and I am counting up the potential days until I can move back to Kansas City. I look at the projects at work and wonder how I can do them the most efficiently so I can move. I sit and wonder if I buy the programmer a starbucks card, will he program faster or will he be destracted going out to starbucks? And if he will program faster, how much should I spend?
I find myself not really counting the days until Christmas as much as I'm counting the days until the onething conference, december 28.
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