I have now been back in the U.S. for five days. At first I was kind of bummed out because it all seemed like I had immediately fallen back into the same repetitive cycle that I had been so desperate to avoid. I didn't like not being in Europe anymore (I still don't) and it was so strange to suddenly see everyone again and to not be with my Vienna family anymore. I technically knew I'd want to come back as soon as I got home, but I didn't REALLY expect it. However, I never experienced culture shock or jet lag, which was surprising.
The Christmas lights at Lipscomb don't seem as magical as they did last year.
I do love being with people again, though. I love having coffee with my mom and watching movies with my friends and potentially going to Opryland Hotel this weekend.
Today was a different day, for the first time since I've been back, because I was legitimately inspired (again) to do something with my faith rather than sit back and stay safe and fall into our society's system. I want to love God and love people and do something that matters. I want to live differently and use what I've learned over the past three months to more effectively follow Christ.
I want to talk to people about things that matter and do more than sleep and eat and take up space.
I have something to be passionate about, regardless of whether it's practical or lucrative or easy.
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