I've been back home for over a week now and honestly it's hard to believe.
Mostly, because I haven't done much. And yet, I feel like I've been so busy. A lot of sleeping, catching up with people, enjoying the quiet of my apartment, sorting through my life and just getting excited about school starting up again.
It's funny being back. It's so weird. It's weird not living out of a suitcase and being busy 24/7. It's weird to live in a currently quiet apartment where I can walk around in my pjs for the majority of the day. It's weird driving my wagon and seeing my best friend. It's weird being in a comfortable familiar place.
But I think today it hit me. I miss the craziness of my summer. I miss Philadelphia and I miss our groups and I miss seeing Jesus burn bright in their faces. I miss Team Philly and watching them grow in the amazing gifts God has given them. I miss Maddy's crazy organizational skills, I miss Melissa's profound, wise words, I miss Doug's energy and his jokes, I miss Marcus and Cathy and Ramiyah and our feeling of family. I miss Wyoming Ave Baptist Church. I miss the Dominican Republic and all my bug bites and my sweet kids running around like crazies. I miss worshiping with my whole being, feeling the tangible presence of the Lord filling the room. I miss the incredible connection to the Kingdom.
It's so hard being home. It's so wonderful and amazing and oh so bittersweet. My heart is so full and yet aches so much all at the same time. I feel like I'm searching for those faces of the people I met this summer, looking for someone who shared everything I went through, who understands. I get so overwhelmed when people say, "So tell me about Philly!" or "Give me a snapshot of your summer." It's impossible. There are times were I just want to yell at them. This summer can not be summed up in a little paragraph or "snapshot". It's this amazing series of events that build on one another, starting from the very beginning when I landed in Atlanta, Georgia until my pop picked me up from Alexandria, Virginia.
I have been convicted, I have grown, I have seen the Lord, I have watched Him work, I have seen Him wreck and change and transform lives, and I have watched Him do in it mine. I have been blessed, I have been humbled and I have been tremendously loved.
I wish I could really explain. I wish there was some way to fully share the amazing workings of the Lord this summer. I want you see it, feel it, experience it. But all I can say is the Lord is amazing and I'm so thankful for His amazing provision and all He has done this summer. It was more than I could have ever asked for.
PS- If you haven't been keeping up with me this summer, this blog- http://aiminphilly.wordpress.com/- will clue you into what I was up to for 3ish months.
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