Adjustments

I'll admit it.

Coming back has been difficult. I wouldn't label it the ever-expected "re-entry shock" or "reverse culture shock" that they warn you about when you study abroad because I've been back in the states for over two months. This all started once I got back to Biola. Didn't want to be here, and then all kinds of challenges have presented themselves. I think its "Biola re-entry shock."

I've been met by my dear, dear friends here, which is what has softened the reality of not being in my beloved Portland anymore surrounded by like-minded flavor and nature lovers, with a state park within minutes of my front door.

The classes are great. I joined chorale. The people are fantastic. But there have been some unexpected challenges that have proven rather taxing, and then some intellectual/heart wrestling matches, on top of a reading-heavy work-load. Oh, the other difficult variable: voice. It has been SO frustrating switching back and forth between ideologies. Today was a great practicing session. I just have to go easy on myself and not get so stressed and negative when my body isn't acting the way I'd like. Half the time so far practicing I've just wanted to give up. I'm going to push through it.

Anyway, lots of great things, but lots of very difficult things. And of course I haven't gone in-depth, because just about anyone can read this.

Oh, and I must mention: God has my back and my heart, and He is directing me and taking care of me and my thoughts.