Well, I've been at camp for about 3 or 4 weeks now and I have been having the time of my life. It's funny when you return to a place and realize just why you came back and have many fond memories. I've found myself becoming so contemplative about many things while here.
Last summer as well as this school year I've been saying that I would love to move to Montana at some point in my life. Lately, I've been thinking about this option in a much more serious light. You know, I've fallen so in love with this river valley. The terrain surrounding camp has captivated every part of me. And yes, Christikon has something to do with that, but I've realized that when I visit Bozeman or Red Lodge or Billings that I feel whole. Now, the hard part is that my family is in Minnesota. And I love Minnesota and I want so bad to remain close to them, but I just do not know that I can stay away from the mountains. What a strange feeling. So, I will keep contemplating things and wait to see what God has in store. All I know is that I love this place and this land and I feel myself here.
It's a strange thing to realize that your soul is connected to a place. Now, I'm talking about Christikon. This place and these people have had such an impact on my life. I feel often that I don't have the words to quite describe how I feel about things here. Only good feelings. Hmm. Well, maybe things are best left unsaid at the moment or not knowing how to describe the feelings says a lot.
All I know is this: I have never felt more content and happy while in this valley. And that fact right there says a lot.
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