Back home

So I went home for mod week. It was interesting. I was privileged to share my testimony on the way down to Minnesota and met two really cool guys. One was Jamie. He was like a modern-age hippie basically. Believed in God, had some really nice things to say to me, but smoked pot. He was a vegetarian though, that made me happy! Then I met this guy Wadie, from France, his grandfather, who is 110, is the oldest man in Israel right now! That was cool to meet him. We chatted about baptism and he was struggling with wanting to be baptized but not wanting to be baptized. I was trying to encourage him to do it. But I don't know if I turned him off, I was very encouraging... Anywho. Being home was good. Good in the sense that I was able to overcome a few things that I had struggled with last time I was home. One of them being overeating and watching too much television, but with God's help I am healing and seeing my evilness. Y'know? My sister Laureen and I got tighter in the fact that I had some things to apologize for and things to be more honest about with each other. Too many things go unsaid, and they need to be faced and dealt with. So that was cool to be that honest with her. I may even go visit her for the last two weeks of her school year! I get out in 5 weeks, she in about 8! So that is something I am really wanting to happen! I also had the privilege to sit by, while Laureen talked to one of my older sisters about God and her current relationship with Him. So that was promising! I spent some quality time with my mom. It's still really hard for me to see her as a new Christian, but she is growing so much and as weird as this sounds, I am really proud of her and what she is doing with her life. It makes me sad, but not unhopeful, for my dad who I wish were at the same point as my mom. She has a ring she calls her engagement ring to God. I thought it was kind of funny that my mom is dating God and I already married Him. Y'know? I don't know if that sounds right. I got to see most of my sisters and both of my parents, so all in all it was a good trip home. Not restful. Very challenging, disappointing, and sad at some points, but there is always hope. I won't give up on that. This is super honest for me, so please be kind I guess. Much love to all of you, cause I am pretty sure I know everyone who reads this! Peace.