well, that’s not entirely true.
i drove about an hour into arkansas to meet with a church about speaking/support raising this upcoming sunday. the meeting was great and i will have the chance to share about my world race experience and what i am doing next this upcoming sunday at brand new church. please pray that the lord would open hearts and bring me people who will want to partner with me both financially and in prayer. thanks.
after leaving the church this morning i stopped at a local coffee shop here in harrison, arkansas. i figured since i was already here i might as well. it’s been a nice change of pace from the ever-so-typical starbucks. i’m currently enjoying a nice cookie and a cup of coffee. i am taking a break from sending emails [tons and tons of emails]. for some reason the idea of writing to the entire cyber-space world just seemed more appealing than writing to specific people. go figure. i should probably head home soon, though. i’m leaving for georgia in six days and haven’t even started thinking about packing. about that…
i am excited about getting down to georgia. it think it’s going to be a really good place for me to transition. i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t at least a little bit nervous about it all. i know i just traveled the world and all…but it’s a big deal, the whole moving away from home thing. i think a little bit of me is grieving, too because i know that after this i probably won’t be living at home again. and it’s really hard for me to leave my grandparents and the home they have made for me over the last five years. especially knowing that the reality is i’m grown up now and i won’t be coming home in between school or trips around the world. i mean, maybe i will…i don’t really know. but there’s part of me that just knows that this season, as amazing and wonderful as it has been, has to be over.
wow, i’m sick of seasons being over. as much as i know it hinders me, i still like being comfortable.
hmm…not really sure where that came from, but there you have it. thank goodness for a God [and family and friends] who refuses to let me sit stagnant but instead forces me into my destiny. even when i can’t see what it is.
it feels good to write again. and process. it’s been awhile since i’ve done it. i think the last few weeks have been such a whirlwind of coming home and trying to adjust that i have just kind of put myself into survival mode and haven’t really let myself emote. okay, there was that one time. but it feels good.
i have the whole back room to myself right now. so i’m blasting my shane and shane over the less-than-mediocre coffee shop choices. the empty chairs don’t seem to mind. but the people walking to and from the restroom might be giving me some looks. meh. you can’t go wrong with the shanes. embrace it, people.
alright, i think that’s it for now.
over and out.
