I’ve had to say a lot of goodbyes recently.
I babysat at Emmaus for the last time for quite awhile. Everyone prayed over me before I left.
I went to square dance class with my mawmaw Gail for the last time in awhile.
I went to my last Sunday at Hope for 9 months. I got prayed over had and was blessed to be able to help serve communion.
I had a going away party where there was good food and dancing, but it ended. And I had to say goodbye again.
Then last night I went to youth group for the last time for months. We ate at Fat Patty’s. I’m gonna miss these crazy, amazing people with my whole heart.
After youth I said goodbye to my boyfriend’s parents, and then I spent the last night in my bed. Today I have to say goodbye to my boyfriend. I am leaving the house I’ve lived in most my life and my home state. I have to say goodbye to my family this Sunday. All this is tough. I feel pretty sad right now.
So why am I going through with this craziness?! Because I have a calling to help people. Because I have a calling to go. This is a part of my journey. Even though many aspects of it quite frankly kinda suck, it is worth it. I know God is gonna make good come from any loss, pain, or frustration.
I also am about to say a lot of hellos. Hello ATL. Hello Gap B squad.
Hello Team Selah!
Hello Philippines. Hello again Swaziland. Hello Nicaragua. Hello new homes. Hello new experiences. Hello ministry partners. Hello home.
P.S. I have this YouTube channel now. I uploaded a bunch of pre-trip videos to it this morning. I’ll do my best to upload videos while I am gone. Check it out https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQdo0-NXRZCwRcRX6cKzjpw
And now I have to go pack (still have not started), because we are driving down to GA today.
Much love! <3
