I’ve been home for a little over a week now. It’s been nice to have a bit of space to myself, but I must admit, I am sorely missing my TC family. More than the people themselves that I miss, I really miss the constant community, the encouragement, the prayer, the brother/sisterhood we all shared in Christ.
I often find myself bored at home, left with nothing to do. This is completely a lie I’ve made up, after all, I have a plethora of packing to do. However, there’s only so long I can spend in my room, staring at the pile of stuff to be packed before I get a little cagey. I feel like a bird. I know what it’s like to be free and fly, but I’m stuck inside.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s been nice to spend some well spent time with my family. Tonight, at a moments notice, I went to the theatre with my parents to see Julie and Julia, my first theatre movie in almost 8 months, and an excellently photographed film. Now, seeing as it was 9:40 I was already in my pajamas (somewhat), Isn’t that sad? But after a quick hair brushing and a rifle through the pile of laundry to be packed, I grabbed a sweatshirt, slid on some flip flops, and headed out the door. I don’t think I could have spent a more enjoyable evening than the way I spent this one. The only thing that would have made it more perfect would have been a couple of hours spent at cracker barrel sitting in the rocking chairs.
For all who have asked, I ship out of Findlay and back to Muncie on Wednesday the 19th. I’m beginning to feel as if my life has become little more than a series of packing and unpacking; lather, rinse, repeat. I don’t see it changing any time soon, seeing as I have another two years of school left (this and the next), and then who knows what else. I have a feeling that as much as I may long for the security of at some point unpacking, and then never packing again, its not what’s meant to be. I think I will be packing and unpacking many, many times, as the Lord leads me to many different places.
Im so excited to head back to my beloved Muncie, and see all of my good BSU friends, (well, the three or so that still are there), and make new ones. I’m excited to be in charge of a freshman study, and to meet all of these new girls. I’m excited to serve in whatever way God would have me. I’m excited to meet my surprise roommate, Sara.
Being home has allowed me some time to refresh, make gluten free pizza (delicious by the way), and catch up with a few friends. I never seem to catch up with everyone I want to, but I’ve come to realize that I never can. Instead, I relish the time spent with whomever I get to meet with, and hope to catch up with others at some point soon.
As horrible as I am in updating this blog, I’ve become rather attached to it. However, I realize that it can’t retain it’s current title, because it is no longer about Traverse City. It is about the transformation, and the things God taught me there, and about the things he continues to teach me. And so it needs a new name. And so, dear readers, all 12 of you out there, this is where I need your help. I want to give a new title to my blog, perhaps a new web address. I know that you all have ideas. I really want your suggestions, comments and critisisms on what I could to to make this blog better as I head into the new would be particularly helpful. Please share them, won’t you? leave a comment here, or send me an email at my bsu webmail. It’s email@example.com.