Hey. I'm leaving for STEP camp tomorrow, for a whole month.
|(Please forgive the messy room, I was packing in on my parents' floor. Note the new waterproof watch.|
Also, excuse the sweatpants, socks, and the Old Navy shirt I wear in every. single. photo.)
This quote I read somewhere keeps rocketing about in my mind-
"...and there was an air of glaring finality to it."
-and I can't remember where, it may have been Gone With the Wind but I can't remember now. I just remember it was talking about someone leaving.
Anyway,as I sat my suitcase in the back of our suburban for the short-ish ride to Big Sandy tomorrow,folded my sleeping bag up and scrawled my name on my uniforms with a white laundry pen, I couldn't help thinking about that quote.
I mean, I know this is going to be great, both for me physically and spiritually, but it somehow seems so ...final.
I'm excited, I really am. But I'm also terrified, y'all. I can't even do a push up!
This whole experience is about teaching girls to rely on God for strength, and not themselves, which I'll definitely be doing. But I'm still a little scared at the thought that this is real, I'm really leaving,so I just keep repeating this verse:
I would love it if y'all would pray for me while I'm gone, that I won't be scared, that I'll trust God and grow in Him.
Well, I guess this is a goodbye post, so bye. I love you guys! I'll post again in July!