Graduation was last night. I smiled at two beautiful eighth grade girls and hugged them and handed them diplomas. I told them how beautiful they were, how wonderful they were and how much I loved having them in class.
Then I went back and served punch again and again, all the while trying to ignore the throbbing in my feet from the two inch gold wedge sandals that I got on clearance two months ago -- very cute, but standing too long is an issue...
Time I got done and collected presents... (a bouquet of red carnations and a ShopKo gift card) I was exhausted. It doesn't feel like the end of the school year somehow... I should be moving out of a camp cabin and going home to see Mom and Dad and then turning around and starting staff training for summer camp.
Instead, I'm hunting for a so-called "Grown up" job for the summer and just amazed at what God has done for me through this year. I'm not the same woman that left Indiana. The woman I see in the mirror is similar, but she's not the same Naomi that left.
Maybe it's the assurance that I see. Maybe it's the way that I will talk to anyone about my church now and about God. Maybe it's the easy way I'll say "Let's pray" or how free I feel to worship.
I don't know what it is. Sister Rice said today "You've blossomed since you came out here."
She's right, I know she is. Sometimes I feel as though the changes have happened all too quickly, but I love it.
And I wouldn't trade Idaho Falls for any church in Indiana.
Friday, May 30, 2008
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