Out of Place

I have now been home for over a week and am not planning on going back until Sunday. It has been a good week so far. I've had lots of fun opportunities to hang out at SCS and catch up with people, I paid a surprise visit to a former teacher who no longer works at SCS (so fun and so good to see her), and had supper at another former teacher's house. And from now until Sunday I have several other exciting things planned. 

But. I actually miss Briercrest. It's kind of an encouraging feeling because it makes me realize that I'm more settled in there than I think. And I have been realizing more and more this week why God brought me to Briercrest in the first place - one of the main reasons being because it is uncomfortable and unfamiliar, and therefore I will actually depend on God and grow more. I realize being home, where I'm completely in my comfort zone, that I tend not to spend as much intentional time with God...I guess I feel like I don't need to. 

It has been marvelous just relaxing and hanging out with people and watching lots of TV, but I'm actually starting to feel pretty restless at home. I don't know if that's a good things or a bad thing. Probably neither. Or both. Or it doesn't matter. But, it's just kind of interesting. I wake up every morning to an empty house; my dad is at work and my mom has dropped the sibs off at school and has also headed to work. So, I pretty much do nothing from waking up until when I have something planned, which for the past couple days has been around lunch time. And it's WEIRD. It's like a little glimpse into what life would have been if I chose to just take a year off from everything before University, which I don't think I would have EVER done, and now I realize even more why: I would go CRAZY! I think I need school to keep me sane - or at least a consistent routine of something. Not just this, 'do whatever I feel like doing' each day. If everyone was on vacation, it would be fantastic. But, I think my restlessness is because everyone around me is continuing on with their daily routine and, in turn, I am starting to crave mine.