Its funny how when you're removed from different places or situations for awhile, you begin to notice how insignificant some things really are, and on the other hand, what's really important. Being out here removed from life in Florida has given me a new perspective on how to really live. Be thankful for the time we have with people, but be open to the Lord leading you out of a certain place and into another. Don't worry, I'm not packing up and moving to California as soon as I get home, but I have begun to realize that God has a different plan for each of us, and while it's nice to have roots somewhere, isn't it better to have wings to go wherever you're called? I used to be afraid of losing people when they moved away. Maybe it had something to do with moving alot as a kid, I don't know. But this summer I realize that we should get the most out of every single moment we have with people in a particular place, and then be ready for the new friends and adventures that wait for us in the next.
Maybe this is a lesson everyone already knows and I'm just slow to catch on, it wouldn't be the first time, haha. But it's freeing to know that God is in control of everything, and he has it all planned out already. We're just waiting to find out the next piece of the puzzle.
