it still has not hit me that when i wake up, i won't be heading to the sprocket, gassing up karts and hanging out with my favorite humans all day- these past few weeks taught me so much about who i am through the love the Lord that overflowed out of everyone there. i was able to experience childlike faith time and time again, but one occasion beautifully depicted it by dancing joyfully in insane rain alongside friends and strangers who would come into that. God taught me to find joy in the waiting- that even in the midst of confusion and uncertainty He is GOOD and with that, we will not grow when we're comfortable but we will bear fruit and experience life so zealously when we venture outside of our comfort zone. the Holy Spirit revealed to me through and unrelated statement "focus on your breathing." initially intended to make my big bites not itch so bad by not focusing on them, turned into the Lord knocking on my heart to do just that- focus on my breathing, what am i stressing about? marinating on? itching for? so frequently i found that when i did, when i took a step back, focused on my breath- God plugged me right back in, filled me up and spoke to me tenderly and reminded me to find my life source, my breath in him. Carolina Point will always have a piece of my heart, and i am forever grateful that the Lord knew so perfectly that i should be there because His intercession is the only reason i was and i am overwhelmingly blessed by that truth.