Today was tough. I already feel homesick… from the couch! I already miss my walks with Megan, watching the Braves, hanging out with good friends, grading papers (ok, not that one). I miss Christmas and birthdays and laying around watching Bar Rescue and Millionaire Matchmaker. I mean, let’s be honest, what will I do without reality TV???
I’m realizing that “normal” is going to look a whole lot different soon.
Seriously, whyyyyy am I doing this? I love my job. I love where I live – (Duh – I’m within walking distance of a pizza joint.) I love my church. I love my life. Why would I give all of that up to sleep on the floor… in a tent… for a year!!?
I started feeling a little bad for myself.
My best friend Nikki is having a baby in August (and I won’t get to meet her until she’s nearly a year old. 
) Megan is getting married in November. Co-workers are planning for next school year. Life here is going to move on without me!
Yet I still felt at peace – I know I’m supposed to do this. I went to the 6:00 service and got a new perspective. As I sang O The Blood of Jesus, tears ran down my face.
O The blood of Jesus washes me
O the blood of Jesus shed for me
What a sacrifice that saved my life
Yes, the blood, it is my victory
Jesus sacrificed his life. His LIFE, people!!! I’m stressing because I won’t get to watch a guy tell the owner of a bar that he sucks. God’s got my back. He’ll help me through this. How's the saying go? – God doesn’t call the equipped. He equips the called. Well whew! I hope he’s got a lot of equipment. I’m gonna need it!
