7.5 - journal vomit
GAH!
i am back from mongolia mission trip 2009, and my oh my, was God at work there. if there are a couple of things i can quickly point out about my summer experience, it is:
1. God is moving! Swiftly, quickly, and powerfully. I was in awe of His Spirit and the realization that the Lord is truly the Lord of all.
2. GRACE. God's grace to be exact. i can trust in none other.
3. battle. there is spiritual battle waged against us/me everyday. i must put on the armor of God. ephesians 6 for real. or else, satan will beat me up.
other than that, i have been busy with campus prep, family stuff, personal stuff, just stuff in general. i dont think i have been maximally using my time wisely, but i have been busy.
laziness has come upon me this summer like none other. especially in the area of journaling. i have always been known to be an avid and faithful journaler, but this year, i was horrible at it! horrible!
on top of that, i have been bad about keeping my blogs updated. shame on me. ill try to post stuff up more consistently (we'll see...) but i have realized again, how important and helpful it can be to write down and journal thoughts.
and finally, it is that season of going to college. and man, do i miss college again. im thinking of planning a trip soon to upstate/western ny sometime soon. maybe for a personal retreat. i was looking through old photos and videos of my college years, again. and it makes me wonder why i am so sentimental about it. it kinda makes me feel like a girl. im a man! wth! haha.
but anyways, thats whats going on in my life currently. its way too late to be posting but its just one of those nights.
and thats that. it feels good to write a nonsense entry again. kinda reminds me of my xanga days.
sokin.
Dude, I miss college, too.
ReplyDeleteI keep looking back at our old photos/videos. Good time.
Let's meet up when you have time.
I want to hear about your experience at Mongolia.
just to point out a vicious cycle: one day, you'll look back on your gansa days and MISS it painfully. i saw jackie oh and she was the way i just described, tears and all.
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