Over the break God spoke to me through the scripture of Ephesians. Jim warned us that going back home from Kaleo could sometimes be like a battle, so I dove into the Word and tried to put on some armor. The salvation that Christ bought us has been on my mind. I have kept the Bible nearby and ready. The good news directed my steps. The truth held me up. I struggled to embody righteousness. Ephesians was my anthem and war cry.
I say all of this not because my home-life is hard, or my family is treacherous, that would be to lie! My family and friends are wonderful people who build me up daily. But being in my old haunts, seeing the expectation of others for me to either be the same, or some creature altogether holier than when they last saw me, was a struggle. I needed God's full armor to keep my heart well protected for his use.
Needless to say, God kept me. I loved being home. I already miss all of you!
All of my mates and I here at Qwanoes are jumping straight into the grindstone. We have already completed one course (except for all the homework!), and we are about to go snowboarding on Mt Washington for five days. We will be staying in a luxury chalet on the mountain. It has three hot-tubs! It will be just like home ;)
After that, we are starting our theology course, taught by my pastor. I would appreciate prayers, as I am sure that if I write a poor paper I will never live it down.
Being back at Cobble Hill Church is just amazing. It felt like a family reunion. Especially with Nicki Parker there (who, for those who don't know, is an angel sent by God to bring me to Cobble Hill, who also will be co-leading my trip to India with a few other saints).
God has been teaching me patience for a long time (or, has been trying to; I am a poor student). Recently he has reminded me to follow his leading even if conventional wisdom would point to different decisions. Praise him for his steadfastness in counsel!
Because they sometimes forget to read this, tell my Mom and Grandma I love them dearly, whoever sees them first!
-Lovingly,
JH
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