Single Waiting

My deepest apologies for being gone for far too long. This is not normal for me to think that people are reading these blogs, because for the years that I've been writing online, I barely got responses to entires. So now I keep writing for myself mainly to have an online journal that documents different moments in my life in a more well-rounded way with music and pictures. Now that my trip is drawing to a close, the question I will most often get is: "What have you learned/gained from this trip?", "What's next?" and so on and so forth. To answer those questions would mean that I have an answer for what God is going to do next, and I honestly have no idea what He is planning next. I do know the next rock for me to balance on, that is conveniently bubbling up from the water, is to get back to Orlando and start tweaking my habits. To take the next steps of becoming more business minded, learning things that I have been putting off learning, and being the confid

During Passover here in Italy, I got to see it in a different light. As an adult. The last time I remember seeing the gigantic chocolate eggs that could feed a family of a thousand, I was only 8 or 9. The symbolism of it as a child meant I had a lot of chocolate to consume, and that there was no symbolism for me. Seeing now as an adult, the tradition of getting children these large eggs is like watching Christmas time in spring where kids can't wait to crack open their eggs. No they don't do Easter egg hunts, and they don't talk about large rabbits either that hid all of the eggs around the city. They get together in masses, they come from all over Italy and celebrate Passover with their families. The traditions of corporate Easter have never been much of a glorified holiday in our house, so as I got older, I never really understood the whole egg hunting thing aside from it being fun, kids ending up with a little more cavities in the year and corporations banking on a h

Where does the time go? Just a few more weeks left and this goose is loose. I posted this on my Facebook earlier today, but feel it's necessary to keep anyone reading this updated on my thoughts on evangelism. Evangelism is something I have been pondering a lot lately in regards to my faith. Where do I fit in with evangelism because all I have ever really seen is a strong approach of it to reach people. And sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't. I remember when I was younger and my church went to pass out tracks to people in the Memphis area, and I remembered being sickly afraid of handing out a track that described how someone would perish if they didn't come to know God. I remember the drawing on the back of it that screamed the horror of "HELL", and I kept thinking that while that is one way of getting the message across to people as the end result, aren't there other ways? I never enjoyed it. I thought maybe out of the 50 tracks we