Wow … ok … so first of all …
I blogged five times, guys. I was in Europe for 3 months, and I blogged FIVE TIMES. All within the first month. I apologize for those of you who honestly wanted to read about my adventures. Life was happening and I was completely sucked in.
I’m sitting in the same big, leather chair that I wrote to you in right before I left for Prague.
Did Prague even happen?
It feels like a dream. Literally, just like a dream. April 13th, I traveled for 24 hours and was greeted in that big, familiar, American Charlotte airport by my lovely parents and one of my dear friends. I fell into their arms and realized … It’s all over.
I’ve been home for 2 months now and life is CRAZY. When I first got home, I was greeted by loved ones who approached me with open arms and always asked, “How was Prague?!”, and every single time, they were left with silence because I honestly have no idea what to tell them. There is no way for them to possibly grasp my experience. So I say “It was the most amazing experience of my life”, and move on. Because it’s true. Friends, Prague was a miracle.
I went to Raleigh two days after getting home to surprise a lot of my long, lost friends that I missed with all of my heart. It was the best, seeing them in person. It’s amazing how different relationships are when you’re physically removed from people. To be in front of them, hugging them, hearing their voices, seeing their faces. It makes all the difference. I never realized how important that is to me. That is what I need. To be with the people I love.
My heart and soul will be forever grateful for Prague and my precious time there. I learned more in 3 months of my life than I ever thought possible. God is good. And as He moves me in this life, He follows me, every step of the way.
Which brings me to my next adventure. I just finished my second week of work at Grace Church in Greenville, SC. I’m interning with them on their Communications and Videography team. A new adventure.
I walked in the first day and was immediately filled with peace and reassurance from the Lord that this summer … I am exactly where He wants me. In two weeks I’ve seen a church operate in extremely biblical and healthy ways. I have seen leaders humble themselves like never before, and who aren’t afraid to push each other closer to the Lord, even if it means some blunt honesty that might sting for a little while. There is love in correction. And a lot of healing. They have already been loving us so well. I’m learning about the gospel in ways that I have never been taught. I’m seeing new things about the Lord. Learning His word. And seeing my sin, while striving to repent of it. It’s what I need right now. It is where I need to be.
The other interns have been great. They welcomed this random, Charlotte chick right in with open arms and community. And my host family … They blow my mind. They took me in without knowing a thing about me and have given me a home where I can learn and live life for 2 months. They have provided in ways that I cannot wrap my mind around. I see God in them. They have a passion for sharing all they have with others. They have shared stories and struggles and wisdom with me. I feel at home with two people that I just met who love the Lord and desperately want me to grow in Him. It’s amazing, really.
He is showing up big.
Beyond thrilled to be reunited with America and all of my loves that are here. I’m home, friends. I’ll be bouncing around to whatever place He calls me to next. Let the adventure continue …