It's the little things that make me feel normal. It's having people in my house laughing and eating and making my home feel full. It is having random conversations with people about house church and traditional church. It is screaming into the mic "No More Scrubs" :) You never know how much you have not been yourself until you are back to normal. This weekend and on ward have been good for my soul. Tuesday I was talking with an old friend of mine about how I have not sat and thought in a long time and I have to. I got a chance to do that this weekend. I got a chance to think good thoughts or at least place my brain in the range of good thoughts. My goal is to slow down and think... I am not at peace if I am not thinking through ideas...
It should be a good couple of weeks.
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