Coming Home

Nervous is the only word I can think of to describe what I am feeling today. Scratch that. Add fear to that list. Eight more days of camp and then I am Columbus bound and I have to admit, that scares me to death. I miss family and friends, but I don't want to go home.

I enjoy life here. It's safe and secure. It's calm (for the most part). It's structured and based on routine. It's God-filled. It's defined. I love the people here. I could go for a little more variety on the food front at this point, but it's still pretty good. I love wearing my keens every day. I love worshipping here. I love my quiet times here. I love the kids. I was made for this and I know it.

I have a lot of reflective moments here. God has certainly been working in me and has convicted me of certain things. Change will occur when I return home and I am sure that there will be repercussions in response to some this change.

Change will also happen in the form of me moving home for about a month before moving into an apartment above my dad's office to save on rent. I'll also have a new major in the fall, a new group of freshmen coming to Shaw High school, and new goals-both private and public.

My friend, Grant, probably said it the best when we were talking this afternoon. He said, "Look at this as an opportunity to shine as a bright light. " I know he is right. I just want to be ready to be the light.

Jeremiah 29:11-14-
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back from captivity. I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile."