Life goes on. Thanksgiving was good. We had twenty people, including the six of us, at the dinner table. I felt the urge to get out of the house one day. I went for a walk in the neighborhood and met Bart. Nice guy. I thought I'd say hi quick and then we found ourselves talking for half an hour. I believe God let me get fed up with my teammates so I wanted to leave the house. Therefore, allowing me to meet Bart. I should get pissed off at them more often...if that's even possible. I don't hate my teammates, really, it's just that I need to learn how to love them. I read about love in one of the Chorinthian books this morning. I need to learn to love. Love is important. After all, "the greatest of these is love". I want to love God more. I do love Him some, but it's not enough. I want to want God. I need to need God. I desire to desire God. You get the picture.
I miss my family. I get to see them soon. But there's work to be done still. God has something for me to do over the next three weeks before I leave for home. If He didn't have something for me to do than I would be going home already. But I'm still here so there's still something to be done. I need to stay focused.
I miss my family. I get to see them soon. But there's work to be done still. God has something for me to do over the next three weeks before I leave for home. If He didn't have something for me to do than I would be going home already. But I'm still here so there's still something to be done. I need to stay focused.
