The Music Has a Way With Me
Well,as of 1:45 yesterday I'm officially done with my first year of grad school! Isn't that crazy? I can still remember back to the first day of classes at Gordon.I thought that those 4 years couldn't possible go by any slower.Now I'm sitting here wondering where the time has gone.I'm 23...23...I know,not that old but it seems it when you think about how far life has taken you.
I said goodbye to mom and dad on monday.It was a lot harder than I thought it would.Almost strange.The last time they were here was when they dropped me off.Normally they would be helping me move out for the summer about this point,but I'm not going home this summer.This is the first summer that I won't be home.I've gotten messages from CT friends and Gordon friends about getting together this summer,but I'll only be home for about a week and a half in August.It kind of makes me sad.And it's weird to see people leaving for the summer.It's like I have this sadness in me and I don't know why.
But somehwere in all the muddy-ness inside me,God's amazing peace is there,assuring me that I'm where I need to be.Sometimes I wonder.Am I really supposed to be here?Is being 900 miles from home really where I'm supposed to be?But the very fact that I'm here says that I am.Nothing short of God's gracious hand could have ever pulled me out of New England.I love Kentucky and being here,but at this moment my heart is 900 miles north of here....
I said goodbye to mom and dad on monday.It was a lot harder than I thought it would.Almost strange.The last time they were here was when they dropped me off.Normally they would be helping me move out for the summer about this point,but I'm not going home this summer.This is the first summer that I won't be home.I've gotten messages from CT friends and Gordon friends about getting together this summer,but I'll only be home for about a week and a half in August.It kind of makes me sad.And it's weird to see people leaving for the summer.It's like I have this sadness in me and I don't know why.
But somehwere in all the muddy-ness inside me,God's amazing peace is there,assuring me that I'm where I need to be.Sometimes I wonder.Am I really supposed to be here?Is being 900 miles from home really where I'm supposed to be?But the very fact that I'm here says that I am.Nothing short of God's gracious hand could have ever pulled me out of New England.I love Kentucky and being here,but at this moment my heart is 900 miles north of here....