I have been home for a little over three months.
It feels like longer.
It is a weird feeling.
I wish that I could go back in time and do things differently in Germany.
I was not allowing Christ to live in and through me the entire time, and I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
Things are different because I did not allow God the time or day to speak into my life.
As a result, I am living back at home; I am broke and seemingly without a future.
I do not know what the future hold, but I do have hope.
I have to.
Otherwise, I would die.
Being home and away from my life at school has taught me a lot.
God is still all I need.
God will never leave me.
I can ask Him anything, and He will not laugh.
I believe He will answer my prayers for rescue.
The world thinks I am insane.
Perhaps, I am.
But, I do not listen to this world anymore.
He is all I need.