alright guys
i'm home, which you probably know, since nearly all of you who might read this got a lengthy comment on your most recent post from me. why can't we have these conversations in person? i miss conversations in person that are substantial. i miss venting and wondering outloud about life. i wonder in my head about life all the time, and that's about to drive me crazy.
i drove to and from mississippi this weekend to see my dad for the last time before he goes to afghanistan (friday). yes, i'm okay because i know i'm going to see him again. i have to trust that, or else allow myself to consider the possibility of part of the foundation of my world dropping from beneath me. so i trust and believe that i will see him again soon, and that the Lord will keep him safe and use him to do really cool stuff over there. for those of you who don't know, he is the civilian affairs officer, and his task over there is extremely humanitarian... overseeing the completion of a hospital contruction, for one. i'm very very proud of him, and it is so wonderful to know that although he's not here right now, he's doing good. i can deal with tough things in life so long as they're purposeful. and i think this is, and his presence there is helping to heal the wounds of that nation so our soldiers can leave there completely. it is a peaceful mission. in case you didn't know, US troops who are actively serving care about and are working toward peace in everything they're doing right now. they don't really want to be there either, but they understand our responsibility to do these things. so don't say a word to me if you don't support them.
my frustrations of last week have all diminished, thankfully. now i'm back to just worrying about silly things that i don't know. sometimes i wish God would just make everything ridiculously clear so i don't waste my time otherwise. but He doesn't really do that, except for in His time. so i guess it's not wasted time.
it's just difficult to try to be strong and responsible and healthy and really enjoy life all at the same time. or this could be fatigue talking. i'm glad i have a nice slow at-home weekend coming up. i think i will go to the coffee house saturday to see brandt farmer play; i went to usc with him, and i know his voice from the cru band. it would be nice to hear again. and i would love to see some of you there, perhaps.
i drove to and from mississippi this weekend to see my dad for the last time before he goes to afghanistan (friday). yes, i'm okay because i know i'm going to see him again. i have to trust that, or else allow myself to consider the possibility of part of the foundation of my world dropping from beneath me. so i trust and believe that i will see him again soon, and that the Lord will keep him safe and use him to do really cool stuff over there. for those of you who don't know, he is the civilian affairs officer, and his task over there is extremely humanitarian... overseeing the completion of a hospital contruction, for one. i'm very very proud of him, and it is so wonderful to know that although he's not here right now, he's doing good. i can deal with tough things in life so long as they're purposeful. and i think this is, and his presence there is helping to heal the wounds of that nation so our soldiers can leave there completely. it is a peaceful mission. in case you didn't know, US troops who are actively serving care about and are working toward peace in everything they're doing right now. they don't really want to be there either, but they understand our responsibility to do these things. so don't say a word to me if you don't support them.
my frustrations of last week have all diminished, thankfully. now i'm back to just worrying about silly things that i don't know. sometimes i wish God would just make everything ridiculously clear so i don't waste my time otherwise. but He doesn't really do that, except for in His time. so i guess it's not wasted time.
it's just difficult to try to be strong and responsible and healthy and really enjoy life all at the same time. or this could be fatigue talking. i'm glad i have a nice slow at-home weekend coming up. i think i will go to the coffee house saturday to see brandt farmer play; i went to usc with him, and i know his voice from the cru band. it would be nice to hear again. and i would love to see some of you there, perhaps.