Central City

Here I am blogging from Central City, Pennsylvania . . .

I have not even been here for twenty hours and I want to leave . . . and I don't think it has all that much to do with all the negative anticipation I had coming here . . . it is simply about the desire to go home . . . to go where my life is now . . . to go where I belong.

It is good for the kids that I came . . . cause apparently they really missed me . . . Caleb refuses to stop hugging me and had me hold his hand the entire time we were at the mall last night. The conversation with John & Jen has been pretty civil . . . but mostly for my lack of input . . . I feel so ridiculous trying to explain to them what my life is about now . . . it just seems all to inadequate in their eyes.

Right now I am sitting in John's office at the church, they are having a "Turkey Bowl" at the church for the youth . . . playing some football and eating some turkey. As much as this was the entirety of my life for the last fifteen years . . . the more I am here, the more I walk around and step into the sanctuary and listen to the conversations, the more I know that this is no longer my life. I don't belong here anymore . . . is it okay to want to go home?

There is much more to say and I do promise to deliver once I am home . . . I have limited access to the internet here, so I am going to get busy processing some thoughts on my laptop and hopefully post them when I get back to Columbus tomorrow.

I am very much looking forward to Vespers tomorrow night . . .