Process

The youth group went out to the Gray's on Wednesday- and played a totally complicated game...involving flour and communists. It seems everything in our youth group has something to do with communism. I aquired 20 misquitoe bites and one spider bite (i think) that has grown to the size of a walnut without me stratching it...
Anyways-
I had almost forgotten how the trees sound in the wind and how calm water looks at night when you can see the stars and you can hear the wild animals you may or may not want coming near you. I had almost forgotten how beuatiful voices sound in the warm night air even after you were screaming at the top of your lungs- I almost forgot how much I love being outdoors- minus bugs with teeth.
That simple little trip to Millersburg now has caused me to have a yearn for Mayfield- to be so secluded and just plain AWAY. Away from my parents, my sister, finding a job, TV, Radio- from it all...and to feel so close to God.
This however always brings up the point, why don't I take away the distractions here? If I yearn to be so close to God, then why don't I make something happen?
It's a good question. I'm a slacker is the only excuse I can come up with- Just another thing I need to work on...
It was fun nonetheless though- anything that causes me to think and to evalute my life is never a lost cause.