I can walk around without having black feet.
I can eat my cereal with a spoon instead of a fork.
I ate a home cooked meal two nights in a row.
I can drive Gus Gus.
I can use internet-finally- without paying for it.
I can snuggle with my baby Ging.
I can sleep in my own room.
I can shower and use a bathroom ALL to myself.
And I don't like it.
Don't get me wrong- I love having all those luxuries, but would I rather have those over being on project with everyone? No. I fully understand that project ended when it did for a reason, it was time to come home to get ready to go back to school, but I miss it like crazy. I miss living in a house with 14 girls. I miss dance parties to Call Me Maybe. I miss walking outside and seeing all my friends on the rails. It's just been an interesting transition. It was over 90 degress when I stepped out of the airport, and everything seemed almost foreign after spending so much time in California. God taught me so much about myself while I was there. Things I'm sure I'll discover as the year goes on, and things I now realize. Such as, God wants to use me in my brokenness. God calls me to reach out to those around me daily and share my faith. He taught me to meet people where they're at, to have his patience, and to look at them with his eyes. He taught me to admit my sin, attack it, and move on. He taught me what a true, loving christian community looked like. He brought me amazing friends who impacted my life in so many ways and who now all have pieces of my heart.
Summer Project has opened my eyes to the needs of the world, the needs on my own campus, and the needs of those closest to me. I will be forever blessed and changed by the summer I spent in San Diego. Summer Project has made me a believer that you can truly learn and grow in short amounts of time if you only surrender your life to God and let him work in and through you. If you're in college and haven't done one- go. Next summer, don't sit at home.
Saying goodbye was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I usually don't cry, but I think I shed more tears on the last day then I had any other time in my life. Each and every person on that project made some sort of impact on me and I will forever be grateful. Those tears were tears of joy, thankful that I'd had the experiences I did, the friends I made, and the lessons I learned. I know this blog post has been vague, and everyone is probably like, "I want details!" But there are simply too many to put in this blog. Contact me and I'd LOVE to go get coffee with you, tell you all my stories and answer any questions! Thank you to all my supporters who helped me to have these experiences and for all the prayer that shrouded me this summer. I've truly been blessed, and I can't say it enough!
Till I write again,
Jacks
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