here we go. Out on my own for the first time. Packed up
all my car would fit and I’m headed to the island.
When God says go does he
ever mean go. I had the inkling to move to the island for the summer a few months ago, but I pushed it down and
ignored the idea. I debated the fact that I was really supposed to go. Was it
god telling me to go? Well he really wanted to make it clear and during worship
one day a r:gen specifically told me to go after as soon as I just finished my
sentence praying for clarification. I was the most unreal thing i’ve ever felt.
God has talked to me before but always in a gentle quiet voice. This was
definitely louder, still gentle and quiet but loud in a different way. The only
other time I’ve heard his voice so clearly was when I was in a black magic shop
and it shrieked to shrilly and loudly to “GET OUT” which I agreed with, the
place gave me the he-bee-jeebies and it was not okay.
So here I am sitting
on a ferry with a few inklings why God has called me here for these short three
and a half months, but I’m excited.
And I promise to
blog more. I also have plans to start a design blog, so be excited. I just have
to do some planning because I have a huge list of things I want to do this
summer; reading, painting, drawing and blogging are some of the main ones.
So fellow bloggers I
am back!
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