sometimes, it feels like i've stumbled through the last four years of life. from that first summer camp... through mountains, valleys, rivers, raging floods, gentle streams, til now. someone who's known joy, known tragedy, know what it feels like to be part of a Family, or away from one.. all part of catching a glimpse of His face.
but now, it feels like You found me somehow. i always thought i stumbled upon redemption... but maybe Redemption finally found me.
thanks for looking for me, Dad.
i'm off to summer camp in a few hours, feeling like it's a closing on my high school years. you leave the same way you come in; for me, it was that lobby at NIU. where i first shared a bible with you, when you just thought i was some ditzy girl :P where i first met you, loser. where i first realized that... this type of love is different. where i first found that feeling of home.
and it's that home that doesn't change. home is where the heart is.. and my heart is resting near Your Throne, Dad. slightly battered, slightly bruised - but made new again in Your hands.
i'm feeling overwhelm-y blessed right now. and i think i'm finally excited for camp.
we're going down, down in an earlier round
and sugar we're going down swinging