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My Home and Native Land

I have been home for a month and ten days now.  It feels strange.  Like I'm just stopping back at my birthplace before I head out on my next great adventure.  But at the same time I don't feel out of place here.  I've never been more happy to come home.  I've been having all sorts of mini adventures with my amazing family and friends.  2014 will be a year to remember, for a multitude of reasons.

Readjusting to life in Canada was (and is) a process, but wasn't nearly as difficult as I had anticipated.  I was prepared for the absolute worst in every aspect of my life and to be completely miserable...but I haven't.  And I can't decide if that's good or bad.  I wasn't prepared for everything to go so well, and frankly, I don't know how to handle it.  I was all set to have to work incredibly hard to fit back in with Canadian culture and reconnect with my friends and find a church and discover places to serve...but it all came so naturally.  When did life become so easy?

And therein lies the single hardship of returning home.  Everything is so easy, and I have been taking God for granted again.  I have been having quiet times, and have had several wonderful conversations with people about God and spiritual things.  But I'm not fighting for that depth of relationship that I know I want.

I really realized that this morning.  As I was listening to some worship music, my worldly desires grew instantly dim and I realized how badly I just wanted to be closer to God.  My purpose in life is to be like Him.  My purpose is to know Him.  And how can I do that if I'm not spending time with Him?

So here is my Halfway-Through-Summer Resolution: To schedule daily hangout times with God.  Real, in depth time with Him.  Where our conversation will go beyond, "Hey, thanks for the day."  Me and God, we're going deeper.  I'm excited to spend some much needed time with my best friend.

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