Okay, the countdown is officially beginning. In 12 days I am leaving New Zealand. For a while. Tonight we had our weekly community meeting, and everyone prayed for me, since I won't be at the meeting next week. It kind of just hit me as I stood at the front of the room with all of these people surrounding me that... oh man. I am actually doing this. I mean, I have been home before, and it was exciting, but not as exciting as this time. And of course, I am finally going to Scotland, and the course that I am doing will-- I think-- be really good for me. But I just feel like there are new things coming for me. And that is good. In 8 days I will be thirty years old. That is insane. But I think that this year is gonna be a big one for me. So... I guess I will just live it and see what happens!
I have been SOOOOO busy lately. This is mainly because there is no cook for everyone on base, and I am kind of the obvious not-doing-anything-else person around right now. And cooking for 30 people takes up a lot of time. Sigh. I need to get started packing, which is very forward thinking, and unusual for me, but I am going to be gone at a 3-day meeting next week, (YWAM really could mean "Youth With a Meeting" sometimes...) and then time will race by and I am going to be really sad that I did not pack earlier if I don't do it now.
And I am pretty sure that most of what I just wrote qualifies as rambling. So I'm gonna go to bed. But... it's really happening. 12 days. Good night.
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