So first things first, I totally stole this title from my Pastor’s sermon of the same name, because I was thinking about a line from the sermon when I got the inspiration for this post.
So I moved to Arnavutköy, and I don’t know if I already shared that, but yeah. It’s a big deal, because for almost 5 months I didn’t have my own home. I mean I paid rent to a couple people for a room in their house, but I didn’t have my own home. The truth is for those 5 months I suffered more than I had in years. Insult upon insult, disrespect upon disrespect from all corners. I was dealing with everything a person could go through all in the same period. Emotional turmoil, family drama, friendship drama, anxiety, fear, health issues, etc. I went through all of it in that period.
Now finally after all of that I got my own home, and the truth is I have my fear about all of it, but it’s perfect for me. Everything about it is perfect for me. From the location, to the home itself, it’s completely perfect for me and what I’m called to do.
Having said that, what I really want to talk about is the period of transition. My house has two bathrooms. One is the Muslim bathroom that you crouch to use, and the other is the regular WC that I’m used to. Now one day I woke up and the Muslim bathroom was flooded and full of shit and rubbish. I was flabbergasted and stressed. I called my landlord who came with someone to fix the issue. I cleaned up and thought it was just a one time thing, only to encounter the same issue a couple days later.
Now I’m someone who’s deeply distressed by foul smells. So I was upset, and called my landlord again. He sent the guy again who fixed it, and left. I had found out that whatever I flushed from the main WC came up in the Muslim bathroom, because I found a tampon I flushed in the Muslim bathroom. So I figured it was a plumbing issue.
I‘m a very curious and solution minded person, so I kept going back there to find out what the issue was. I also did not want a reoccurrence. I then found out that if I flush from the main WC, I have to come back and flush the Muslim bathroom as well. Voila! Problem solved.
Thinking about all of this today made me remember the line “when you get something new, at first it gets on your nerves, because you don’t know how to use it” from the sermon.
My house is new to me, and if I’m being honest I’ve not even gotten around to completely cleaning it yet. It’s all a little overwhelming right now, because I kept thinking about all the things I don’t have here that I had in the other places, forgetting that I’m 10 million times more comfortable here, and still in the middle of transition.
Transition isn’t fun, and in some areas of life it can take 5 months, in other areas it can take even longer; maybe years, and it’s the most frustrating thing when you’re in that process. Nobody likes the process let’s be honest, but the process is necessary so that you don’t experience an implosion.
So I want to encourage you today, if you’re in the middle of a transition right now, it may be that you’re moving houses, or countries, or even changing careers, or any other kind of transition, give yourself to the process completely. It’s not fun, it’s not the best situation, but if you take your time with an open mind and heart, like me and my bathroom you’ll figure out how to deal with the shit, and keep the stink away.
Love, Yoma.
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