let me hear.

I've never felt exhaustion like this, even after three years of college.  the last five days have been a whirlwind, but a whirlwind that i would not trade for anything in this world.  finally, i've made deeper connections.  finally, i know names, faces, and places.  finally, i feel at home.

and not just at home at First Pres, but at home in the city of Winston.  i saw more of Winston in the past five days than in the past three years.  it really threw me into the sharp reality that, as much as i might try to deny it, Wake Forest is a bubble.

there is so much more to this life than what Wake shoves down my throat, and relationships begun in Christ are more fulfilling than relationships begun in convenience or proximity.

in the end, its the late night jam sessions that show a little bit of our hearts and vulnerabilities.  its the early mornings and fellowship around the breakfast table.  its the honest conversations.  its the reality of our sin and the communion that reminds us of the sacrifice.  its the laughter at clean jokes.  its the flow.  its the heart, soul, and mind that is fighting its hardest to say centered on Christ.  its the youth who are trying so hard to love Jesus in a world that tells them not to.  its the leaders who have led me more than they've led the high schoolers.  its the "two weeks" and "chairolyn."  its the service.  its the Savior.

in the end, its all of this that is going to matter.

let me hear.