The mission trip is over, spring break ended, and school is back into full swing. Everyone asks how my spring break was, and I struggle, because saying that it was awesome, unbelievable, or incredible doesn't do the trip justice. I don't think that there is a word that does do it justice. Am I glad to be back? Heck no! Down in Juarez, the people had absolutely nothing, yet there was a joy in them that was undescribable. I don't see it here in the states. The people who worked at the Lord's ranch were volunteering all of their time (one lady had been there for 28 years), and they had no problem with that. They didn't care about retirement plans, or saving up for different things, because God provided for them.

They were happy.

I have been reevaluating my life, and I don't know what I want to do. I don't want to be the same person I was before the trip, but it is so easy to fall back into that trap. I have thought about just leaving after this year, but I really want to do programming for God, which would mean that I should at least have 2 years under my belt for that. A lot of places want a whole undergrad degree. I just don't know what I want. I haven't even been getting on messenger lately.

I think I like the changes that I have made in my life though... I am not spending as much time on the computer, I am being more social, and I am praying more. I guess I will have to see where I am in a month... I just hope I can maintain this.

BTW: I kept a journal while I was on the trip, and I will be posting it here once I get it typed up. Watch for that.