Wednesday, June 15, 2005
It has been a year, and we are returning . . . for a 2 week vacation/ visit. Joe and I have taped 3 lists to our Summer School desk.
"People to See" "Places to Visit" "Places to Eat"
I think that about covers it! It serves as a reminder of why we are working Summer School. We bought our plane tickets, reserved a rental car, and are currently working our housing arrangements.
I know this will be a bittersweet trip. I am praying for confirmation. I will leave with an open mind and heart. If God wants me back there, I will know. I knew last time.
Last night, I was walking in the park as my sister was rollerblading (no, I will never be that coordinated), and I saw 2 awesome ladies that used to go to my church. We talked and talked. It had been such a long time since I felt so encouraged. The conversations were seasoned with grace and dripping with refreshment. I miss strong women in my church. I wish I knew what to do about church, but I feel God's hand on my shoulder like a protective father does when it is not safe for his child to cross the street just yet.
This year I have done a lot of waiting. I know most people would not think as June as the end of year, but for teachers it always seems that the calendar is off, not us. I need to find community here.
"People to See" "Places to Visit" "Places to Eat"
I think that about covers it! It serves as a reminder of why we are working Summer School. We bought our plane tickets, reserved a rental car, and are currently working our housing arrangements.
I know this will be a bittersweet trip. I am praying for confirmation. I will leave with an open mind and heart. If God wants me back there, I will know. I knew last time.
Last night, I was walking in the park as my sister was rollerblading (no, I will never be that coordinated), and I saw 2 awesome ladies that used to go to my church. We talked and talked. It had been such a long time since I felt so encouraged. The conversations were seasoned with grace and dripping with refreshment. I miss strong women in my church. I wish I knew what to do about church, but I feel God's hand on my shoulder like a protective father does when it is not safe for his child to cross the street just yet.
This year I have done a lot of waiting. I know most people would not think as June as the end of year, but for teachers it always seems that the calendar is off, not us. I need to find community here.
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