Sunday, August 31

Manipulating Not The World I Live In, But The Way I Live, So That The World Will Change.


I heard a rumor that people (or mothers) we're under the impression that I am not doing well. Actually my sister just told me. I'm doing great. The second week passed more quickly than the first. We finished the class on Nehemiah, and it was a very insightful class. It was a nice addition to the year of leadership class I had at elliot. Unlike Nehemiah, which was a 2 week block class, I have a missions class every thursday. What I really want to say is that during that missions class I had a realization. I never want to be settled in my comfort zone, or rather, I never want to have a comfortable life. I guess that would probably considered an ignorant statement. I am young compared to most and still have that youthful drive. Maybe it seems ridiculous to you (Mr. or Mrs. Reader), or maybe it seems like exactly the right thing that should be done. There is change between the generations and there are similarities as well. No? I guess my problem is determining the difference between the two. Also, just because something is widely accepted in a certain generation and culture does not mean it is right (i.e. slavery, same sex marriage, materialism, debt) Which leaves me many options. But I don't know what to do. I assume that will come with time. It's been said, "In order for God to lead you, you must be moving". So I intend to move. Where? Good question. For 4 months I will be in Peru. I know this for sure. 
I went surfing today. Very unsuccessfully. It took a while to get the wet suit and board, then when we got to the beach, I discovered that my wet suit had no zipper in the back. I paddled out one million miles, and the first wave I took, it unstrapped my leash and took my board all of the one million miles back onto shore. I had to swim back, and walk up the rocks to get my board. Honestly, these rocks caused more problems and pain than my wet suit without a zipper. They were all about the size of basket balls, watermelons and tennis balls. It was so lame. But there will be more adventures on the peruvian ocean. 
on and off the shore. 

1 comment:

Becca said...

good thoughts...good encouragement...