Oh no. He's At It Again.

If you’ve read the post below, then you probably knew something like this was coming. There was change in the wind, but I didn’t know it until a couple of days ago.

So how did it come to pass that I suddenly decided not to go back to PHC, and have surprised my family and disappointed a few of my friends…all in the space of a couple of days?

There’s not much to the story, really. I had everything packed, and was planning to arrive in Virginia by Wednesday at the latest. Ahead of me was a semester of managing the women’s soccer team, editing The Soundboard, soaking up more and more about journalism, life, God…and enjoying close friends. I was starting to load the car and realized I couldn’t go. I couldn’t go back to Virginia.

I’ve struggled with the back-East culture, I’ll be honest. But I had a gut feeling I just needed to throw it all to God. He’s in charge, right?

To all my friends and family, I hope you are watching closely. I don’t want you to blink and miss seeing something God does. I’m actually expecting him to move now at any moment. My heart is God’s, you see. And as flawed as it is, some of the desires in it originated with Him. Those are the things I am looking toward now…

I feel awkward, at this moment in time, and uncertain of what the heck I am doing. Just watch. See if God can make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.

I would absolutely love to hear from any of you, so please talk to me. You have not seen the last of me yet.

Via con Dios…and so will I.