This week has been pretty interesting. I started classes this week. Classes normally run just 50 minutes long once a week. My philosophy class was a bore and it going to be the one that actually gives me work. My psychology class was a review. Hopefully that class will go in depth. It's a class that JU doesn't offer so I'm excited about taking it!
Went town on Saturday with Lucy, a friend from Ohio that I met at the Study Abroad Orientation last Monday. Her and I went to church today with another friend, Janice that I met through Saskia. Tuesday night I went to small groups which I think I briefly mentioned last blog. Apparently they are getting ready for Missions Week which is next week. Its basically an outreach week on campus and they're doing the free gospel project. You can check it out here: http://www.uccf.org.uk/students/gospel-project/
Wednesday I went to Small World International Cafe with Saskia, who was invited by Sid a friend of hers. It was there that Janice and I formally met and made plans to go to church today. Friday night was the worst though. I am finding that weekend nights are the hardest for me. Its just so lonely, and not a I don't have anyone to talk to but so much deeper than that. I've never been as lonely like this in my life. Ever. Its hard. I did though watch Night at the Museum with Saskia and some friends. Most of my friends, people I hang out with are on the floor above me. So that creates some hassle because I can't get up there because the corridor (hallway) is locked just like mine is.
Saturday afternoon I went into town like I said earlier. Came home just as the sun was setting, so that was nice. I ate dinner, showered, talked to the family and hit the bed early because I was exhausted. I didn't sleep well though. Saturday night is union night on campus aka club night where everyone gets completely drunk and makes lots of noise at 2 a.m. Nice, eh? I usually sleep through everything else when they make noise, but not last night. I just couldn't sleep for some reason.
Today Lucy, Janice and I went to church together. Loved the worship. Met one of the deacons the first minute I walked in the door. Talked to him a bit and told us to expect the spirit to move. I was thinking "Okay, can do". I don't think I've ever felt the spirit move so quickly in a place. Worship was really good. It was vision sunday, and so I heard about how one of the founding elders wants to move the church forward. It was nice. I think I'm going to be going there while I'm here. They are really involved on campus too. Including that small group and the free gospel project. It'll be interesting.
I really need prayer though. I won't lie when I say I want to come home. Because I do. Its lonely here and I have yet to find my way. I don't know what I'm doing half the time and its awful. Its more than just getting lost. I feel like a part of me is missing and I don't know where it is. I'm really struggling, not with homesickness but with the peace. I don't feel the peace anymore and I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
I really thought a few days ago that I was meant to be alone here. To grow. Someone else told me the same thing today. Maybe I'm meant to be alone. Only when you're alone can you face what you have to do and change. I wish it just wasn't so hard!
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