Recognition and Reality

So last night I had a bit of an emotional freak out session because my computer wouldn’t work.

But it’s okay now. I took it to the Geek Squad and they were very helpful indeed and fixed it for FREE because they understood and empathized with my poor, broke, I’ve-been-using-all-my-money-for-a-mission-trip, teenage self.

A lot happened today. I began packing. Not just what I called “rough draft packing” where I threw everything I liked from my closet and drawers on top of my suitcase, but I began separating things into piles, really deciding what I should and shouldn’t take, etc. It’s become increasingly more difficult to fit my life into a suitcase. I did last minute shopping, ate my last fish taco from Blue Coast Burrito. You know, all the important things.

So tomorrow I will be gone. It’s happening for real. I will actually be moving to the farthest landmass possible from my home and leaping into this crazy new adventure I never even imagined myself doing a year ago. Yet it’s still not entirely real to me, even with all the packing and chaos and goodbyes. Some say that artists never truly come face to face with reality. That may be true for me. Or it may be that my mind just can’t wrap around the fact that I am leaving behind almost everything I know and I am comfortable with for something so incredibly new and different. Crazy, how far God takes us to realize that we only need Him to have joy. That even our family, our friends, and our homes pale in comparison to His importance and His fulfillment in our lives.

I want to go ahead now and dedicate this entry – though I know it’s not the recognition you fully deserve  – to everyone who has helped me in any small or large way. Anyone who has donated money, time, thought, prayer and encouragement to what I am doing. I love you all so much, I believe God can make anything possible, and He has brought you guys to me in this time of my life to bless me and make what seemed utterly impossible so possible. You have all blown me away with your kindness, your generosity, your love and I can’t thank you enough.

And now I feel like I did three months ago, writing my first blog entry. Except my anticipation for this trip is so different, not necessarily bigger, but deeper, if that makes any sense. I want to continue to love and appreciate and recognize that big and the small moments and I’m so eager for this new chapter in my life to begin!
 

 

Peace out, girl scout. See ya in 6 months.