The waiting...

I was trying to wait to let everyone know what is going on...because I don't have a clue.

But I can tell you what I do know.

Seattle is a good place. It felt like home to me.

Seeing Choir 29 (the choir I met in California) was good. It felt like things had gone full circle. Uncle Josh and Uncle Ray really spurred me in the 12 hours I knew them to seriously follow God's calling in my heart to go to Africa. So it was fun to see them again after going.

I may have the opportunity to fill in for a leave with the Base Choir. They are a group of children most from Uganda (though I think there is one from Rwanda) who have pinpointed North Carolina as home base while they put on a travelling theater production.

I am looking into my options in Indianapolis.

I don't have a clue what will happen next.

I know, that for now, I feel called to be Indy. I like my hoodie home and school. Not because it is easy, but for the exact opposite reason.

I have moments where I am tired of being refined, but then realize that more than anything I am probably just being lazy.

This week I am seeking God in creative ways while living in solidarity with a friend whose body won't absorb food.

I am excited about this opportunity to be with her while getting rid of the excess. I truly believe that God is going to provide many answers to many different questions I have-all the while supporting my friends who are abroad.

In the end, I know that my heart is elsewhere.

It is a struggle to figure out what that means.

I feel like I can only educate, encourage, and spur so many people before I need to leave.

peace.