September 23, 2007

After many prayers, my time in Montgomery has come to a close. Actually, it is very exciting. A new chapter starts in my life, in a state where I came from. I always said that I would never return to Tennessee, but I am in need of a new job and life, in general. It is getting old coming home to a empty house. It is getting old doing the same old job, over and over again. It is getting old not being around my family.

So, on September 21nd, this looks like my last night in Montgomery. The house I was renting has finally sold and closes, and I get to move back to Tennessee. A lot of the reason why I moving back has to do with my job, and some other things. I am very blessed to have that job, but I need to take care of myself. I did not expect to stay with Wachovia as long as I have. This just does not feel like home, anymore. How I look forward to driving home and seeing the "The Gump" in my review mirror, for the last time.

How great it is going be to see the "Welcome to Tennessee." This will be my last move. It is like I am being welcome back to my home.

I interviewed for a youth ministry position in Tennessee, up near Nashville, and I have a good chance in getting it. I got asked a bunch of questions, and now all I have to do is go through the Elder's interview, and if that goes well, I go for a face-to-face interview. How great would be to be able to go to Tennessee, and be a youth minister. God is opening doors. I feel his presence in all this. Of course, I have had some hard things that have happened, like churches not considering me because I am single and I am not qualified. Yeah, I am single, but how do they know that I am not qualified. It gets very frustrating! Even, if God decides not to put me in youth ministry, I know he will open other doors. I just have to be patient, and wait for him to act.

I'm Going Home

I have never been a huge fan of using music lyrics for blogging purposes. I like to come up with my own ideas. I am also not a fan of Chris Daughtry, but one of his songs has been own my mind for the past couple of days. Every time I hear it on the radio, it makes me want to go home even more. Some of the lyrics do not pertain to me, but there are some that do. So, with saying that, I am going to share the lyrics of that song, and discuss the ones I like.

I'm Going Home

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.


I like the chorus of this song, and that is were I am going to talk about how this song has helped me get through the past couple of weeks.

"I am going home
To a place where I belong."

This is so true because I am going home. I do not know when that will be, but I do know that I am going back to Tennessee. I want to go back to a place where I belong. The past couple of weeks I felt like I left I ministry that I was good at, not because I wanted to because I had to. I know I had to get a job, but I feel like I am good at being a youth minister, and I miss it. This is where I belong.

"I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong."

A lot of people think I am running away from something, and I have been told that I was dumb for leaving this place without a job. But to the people who have said this, I think you have me all wrong. I am wanting to get away from this town, and explain that later in this blog. I running to something better, than this. I am running to something that is a lot better than being a bank teller. I did not go to school, and spend $20,000+ for an education to go to waste. This Wachovia crap was just a start, is not my life.

"I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old."

I do not regret coming here, I regret staying down here. If I would have known that I was going to be in the situation I am in, I would have left in November. I put myself in this situation, and I want out. So, these places and faces are getting old, and I want to start new with friends and family I have in Tennessee. That is not saying that I do not like the people I have met while I was here, and I am just ready for something different that does not involve Wachovia, or Montgomery.

"Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want."

I wish I could just pack my bags, and get out, but if I keep on wishing this, I may get more than I bargained for. I had plan on being out of this town, by Monday, but I just has not worked out. I could have already had someone in this house, and could have been gone, but I guess that will have to wait. I wish something would go right, though.

I am going home to start a new life. I want to hang out with my sister, and actually be a brother to her. Out of all of this, I have realized that my parents are pretty cool, and it is fun being around them. I can not wait to be up there with them.

Please be praying for this. I have applied for several youth ministry positions, and I want to be involved in doing youth ministry, again. I am very good at this, and I know that I am good at it. So, I am going home to a place where I belong.