A new beginning

Recently I did something I have always wanted to do for years - start a new life.
I relocated to a new place with the hope that my present would not be judged by the successes or failures of my past.
It's strange that no sooner had I arrived than an invitation to speak comes knocking. The invitation is based on my past success - it seems to trail me.

I did not relocate because of some besetting sin that I wanted to be rid off. I just longed for the prospect of going to a place where nobody knows my name.
It seems my walk of faith has been clouded with the stillness that comes with the familiar, more that that. I've probably become dulled with the tranquility that comes with repetition.

I want to leave the inertia that seems to be crawling in the corners of my heart. I want to embrace once again the passion and wonder that comes with living life - life abundantly.
Perhaps a new territory would be the spur to prick the side of my intent.