To miss:
to ache
to long
to desire
to cry
to hurt
to wonder
to passion
to love
I miss you, my fellow students at Bode.
There's a marking on my heart carved by you.
We were a family that had problems and joys.
There are days like today when I wish I was back there.
I miss friends.
I miss travel.
I miss the Alps, those Alps!
I miss experiencing God the way I did there.
I miss learning about Him through all of you.
I miss praying with a community of believers so diverse that we even prayed in different languages!
I miss structure.
I miss being surrounded by people trying to uplift you.
I miss that constant iron agains iron.
For all of those future students googling Bodenseehof trying to find as much as possible about it before school starts (heh, that was me, btw) this part is for you: Don't waste one second. Love those you are drawn to and those who annoy you. Pray with your roommates... wish I did that more. GO. Just do things with people even if they're not "your crowd"... you may be surprised. Invest in your k-group. Make yourself do things you don't want to do. Better yet, make friends who will push you out of your comfort zone.
Six months fly by. Make them something worth missing.

I think I missed this before. I love this.
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