As I get older it seems time goes faster. Freakishly so.
I feel like I just woke up several hours ago, and now it's evening. I went for a walk and watched the sky gradually darken, streaks of purples and pinks against navy.
6 months and 4 days ago, Michelle and I returned home from Mexico. She came to visit me for a week after my DTS ended. The border line in Tijuana was horrible, and we ended up running across the Mexican/American border with all our luggage in tow. Somewhere rattling around the back of my head was the remote fear of getting shot in the back of the head. We were instructed to get into a white car (a YWAMer don't worry) and he would drive us to the airport. Ended up missing our flight anyway, but caught later flights that day.
It's been quite the adventure since returning home to Canada. I still hold my time in YWAM so very close to my heart, and I can't believe it's been 6 months already. I still wake up with memories of my Discipleship Training School bouncing around my brain as if they happened yesterday. Getting lost one of the first days, in the dark. Breaking down in utter pain and releasing years of hurt in the presence of my team. The feeling of finally being barefoot again, walking across the courtyard I have walked for years. Amazing times of worship. Our ridiculous Christmas party. Laughing so hard it hurt. Crying so hard it hurt. Working in the Red Light District every Friday night. Blaring Relient K in the kitchen during work duties. Praying over outreach. The fear/excitement twisting around my stomach the day we left for outreach. Being overwhelmed by all the beautiful black children. Christmas. New Years. Praying for the woman in the Haitian refugee camp who lost her son. Federico passing away. Traveling to Oaxaca. Meeting our amazing family there. Me being in the hospital. Returning to Ensenada. Returning to Canada.
Fast forward to August 27, 2012. Five more days of work, many reunions with old friends, one music festival and one wedding until I officially start Orientation at the University of Alberta in the Faculty of Nursing. I found out the other day they had over 2600 applications and 300 people got accepted. 11.5%. I am in that 11.5%. Another confirmation that I am exactly in the middle of God's will for me. I am going into this school year ready. I am ready to return to University, I am in great shape and content with the work I have done this summer. I started Bikram yoga this summer and took up running again. I have been digging into the Word and I am so confident in my Father and what He wants me to do with my life.
Bring it Nursing. I'm going in with Abba on my side.
