I'm moving to philly??
Hi there. I have 3 1/2 more days left in Kona. Weird. I've been here for over 4 years. I don't know what life is like outside of YWAM or outside of Kona. I've been here since I was 18 and now I'm 23. Life comes at ya fast. I'm making a list of the things I need to do before I leave:
1) Sushi (I can finally leave Kona happy knowing that Mr. Haiyashi knows who I am and even knows my birthday)
2) Last Monday morning worship I'll have in ... who knows, forever?
3) Sit on a beach by the ocean and try not to forget the smells of the sea
4) Connect with God. The is one of the best places to do so
5) Be in good company. For the past few years I've had friends come and go, but this last year I've officially made my best friends. It is painful to let them go
In 2 weeks I start a new adventure. I'm terrified. It's risky and I feel like I have a trillion butterflies in my stomach. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't have a job, or a place to call my own. I don't really have any friends other then 2 1/2 and their all boys... I'm moving to the eastside...a massive difference from the west and I'm just this bubbly west coaster coming from Hawaii for the past 4 years trying to fit in. What am I doing? I'm holding on to God for dear life. I guess that's what he wants of me. In some ways this is much more terrifying then if God had called me to Cambodia or Africa. FOR SURE this is the most I've stepped out of my, Madies, comfort box. OH man.... oh man.
1) Sushi (I can finally leave Kona happy knowing that Mr. Haiyashi knows who I am and even knows my birthday)
2) Last Monday morning worship I'll have in ... who knows, forever?
3) Sit on a beach by the ocean and try not to forget the smells of the sea
4) Connect with God. The is one of the best places to do so
5) Be in good company. For the past few years I've had friends come and go, but this last year I've officially made my best friends. It is painful to let them go
In 2 weeks I start a new adventure. I'm terrified. It's risky and I feel like I have a trillion butterflies in my stomach. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't have a job, or a place to call my own. I don't really have any friends other then 2 1/2 and their all boys... I'm moving to the eastside...a massive difference from the west and I'm just this bubbly west coaster coming from Hawaii for the past 4 years trying to fit in. What am I doing? I'm holding on to God for dear life. I guess that's what he wants of me. In some ways this is much more terrifying then if God had called me to Cambodia or Africa. FOR SURE this is the most I've stepped out of my, Madies, comfort box. OH man.... oh man.
posted by Madie at
12:49 AM
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