Change

One of my friends said that at camp she learned “change isn’t bad.” 

I’m a completely different person since camp. 

I had friends praying that I would be more outgoing and enthusiastic at camp.  God answered abundantly, and I could only sit back and marvel. 

But the change is going to be permanent.  I’m not saying I’ll be good at volleyball, or that I’ll cut my hair.  But my toenails are red.  On a serious note I’m looking at changing all the major points of my life, so be warned.  I’m talking to God a lot about it, and mostly my prayers sound like “I don’t know.”  God knows, and He’ll clue me in on time. 

Sunday I played soccer with friends from church.  Tuesday I got up and ran.  Confession: I predicted I would make it about two minutes.  That was literal, but apparently my brother didn’t expect me to really only make it two minutes.  So I’m going to get into shape.  And I ate a granola bar for the first time ever.  I also decided I like spaghetti. 

One other thing different is that I’m on camp schedule, which besides including eating breakfast and lots of prayer and Bible reading, also means bed time is at 10:30, which is almost now.  Good night.

To God be all glory,

Lisa of Longbourn

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