I've arrived. In New Zealand, Auckland. Just one ferry ride away from the ultimate destination - Orama, Great Barrier Island.
Now awaiting the ferry that will "bring me home", I don't know what to expect.
Apprehensive and anxious, I feel like I'm preoccupied with those thoughts.
Deep breathe and calm. That's what I need. If I could inhale the serene blue of the sky and feel it fill me up. I feel like that's what it must feel and how you can describe to a child what it's like to have God's peace beyond understanding.
I want so much. Yet I want without discerning or specifying. Hmm.
I feel all this pent up business inside of me. I need it somehow to vacate. I need to release it. I need to be free.
To want and know not where to begin...
Questions questions questions
Will I survive the cold?
Will I make friends?
Will I fit in?
Am I ready for what God has in store?
Will I meet someone?
Thoughts thoughts thoughts
I'm freezing
I should have brought more spaghetti straps
I miss home
Is this too crazy?? Am I doing the right thing?
Will I be able to write like I thought?
Arrggggghhhhhhh.
