Bitter...sweet

Tonight I rushed home from a friend's house (more than one friend, actually) to finish homework that was due at midnight. As I rode home, it was bittersweet. Nights like tonight I'm constantly reminded that what I feel and what is truth are often completely separate things.

I texted my sister this week and told her, "It just occurred to me, that for the rest of our lives, someone we love will be an ocean away...always." It's been a full week - full of great conversation with friends and sweet times of discipleship. I am constantly given opportunities to share and be poured into - and I receive it all with joy.

Goodbyes are what I am finding difficult. College is the strangest thing, mainly because there are so few formal ceremonies that enable proper goodbyes. It is easy for me to become nostalgic or discouraged when I think of saying goodbye to the people who have had such profound impacts on my heart, life, and perspective of well, everything. But then, I'll read a blog by a fellow follower of Jesus, or receive a text from a friend currently overseas and I am refreshed, renewed, reminded of the sole purpose of my existence.

Follow Jesus. Make disciples.

Surrender all.