The Homesick Games

I was homesick for the first time in my life this week. What made it harder is I never believed it was real. It is. I was missing my family, and snow, and the goofballs around home so bad, I felt sick! Then, rationalising like I do, I realised God is my home. Kinda like the 'home is where the heart is' thing. I had to trust him, that the DTS and everything is where I should be. I don't need to be home, making sure everything is clean and people are fed. God has that covered. Lectures are good, because they are reiterating what I learnt at home. Scheduled Worship, church and prayer are a bit more challenging. Everyone here is to free to be, to move, to feel, and to show it, that I often doubt the realness of it.  Raised baptist, people at my home church sing songs about dancing and praise but stand stock still. So when I see people shouting out their prayers and dancing in church, I wonder if it is reverent. But this is how I have always wanted to praise, to laugh and cry with Christ's body. I know in my soul God is moving the whole school in a lot of healing and in his will. Now that I am over my yearning for the past, I am so excited to join in the future!there is so much music, art, and dancing here, it is beautiful.  My one on one (kind of an accountability partner and counsellor) is great, and there is a few girls that have become close to my heart in the last week. I still miss home, but it is more of remembering the love there than holding back my heart here now. I also enjoy art class, because I may not be the best, but I learn so much, and I LOVE to learn. right now I soak it up like a sponge! Intercession is interesting because so many people have India on their hearts. On the other hand, my skin is not like a sponge and so sunscreen equals zits and no sunscreen equals sunburn. It's a horrible circle.