Monday, March 28, 2011

12. What potential memories am I bartering, and is the profit worth the price?

I once read a story about a world where people sold memories the way we can sell plasma. The protagonist was an addict who'd pawned many memories for drugs but had sworn never to sell his memory of falling in love. His addiction won. Afterward he was unaware of his loss, lacking the memory he'd sold. But for the reader, the trade-off was ghastly to contemplate. Every time you choose social acceptance over your heart's desires, or financial gain over ethics, or your comfort zone over the adventure you were born to experience, you're making a similar deal. Don't.

The one I'm most likely to succumb to is the comfort zone over adventure. I'm hoping to jump into adventure in the near future, though. Well...having Jack was definitely a jump into adventure. Goodness what a change a baby brings!

But we're hopefully going to move into San Francisco sometime soon...maybe by the end of July. God's been prompting Shawn to do this for a while now. We've just been waiting for the right timing. So we're still praying about that timing. But I'm really looking forward to the change. It'll be scary and different and hard in some regards, but I really think it will be worth it for the experience, the memories, but mostly to live out the story that God has planned for us.


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