me, myself, &
i: a glimpse
where to start? i don't think that i could fit my
entire life story on here. even if i could, i really don't think
you would want to actually read the whole thing. so here goes...
i was born and raised in southeastern kansas. all
i knew was the small town life. you know--the one where you know
everyone and everyone knows you. that has its pitfalls as well
as the good side of it all. since everyone knew me, i didn't know
too many strangers, and since they all knew me, if i ever mess
up and did something i should, my parents found out. i can remember
riding my bike around town like it was my back yard and not worrrying
about anything. my parents let us run around nakes in our back
yard in the country and pee off the back porch. yes, yes i really
did that. and truth be told, i wish i lived where i could do it
whenever i feel like it.
i'll be finishing up college this december. it seems
so far away, but i'm sure when it gets here, i would wish i had
one more year. but its part of growing up. i've learned some lessons--some
hard and some that came a little easier. i have never really planned
past college. yeah, i've had ideas of things i would like to do,
but nothign that i have ever really thought about doing. i want
to work in the ministry with high school kids. they are my passion
in life and i'd do anything for anyone of them.
this past summer i was offered the chance to be
a paid youth intern at a church south of kansas city, kansas.
it was something that was different at first. i didn't know anyone,
but it was that stepping out of what i knew that made it what
it was. i got to know a whole new group of kids that i came to
treat as my own and a church body that supported me for the gifts
and talents that i had and was maturing in. i got the chance to
go to colorado for a week and half for free. it was my first time
to see the mountains and the time i saw the raw nature of God
all around me. needless to say, i didn't to come home. waking
up to the mountains and watching them in the darkness each night
was almost too much to want to let go of.
the rest of my life is yet unwritten. part of me
wants to have it all planned out and know what to expect. the
other part, the wild and spontaneous part, wants to live it as
it comes and enjoy the ride. i guess i'll know more as it happens.
until then...
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