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Trying to be in denial, but counting down anyway…

Two days to go…I’ve had a great weekend. We had something called the “Israel Summitt”, which was bascially like a conference about Israel and God’s heart for Israel. Very good! I learnt so much about God and Israel and God’s heart! And I’ve had some really good bonding times with friends I’ve made here, trying to not think that soon I’m yet again going to have to say good bye to people I have come to love. But that is the nature of life, I am starting to understand that.

As always I am sat in the prayer room writing. Even if I know that God is going with me as I leave and I know that I will continue to grow deeper in Him even as I depart from this place, I am determined to make the absolute most of having access to this place and spend as much time as I can here.

Feeling so mixed about going…sad I because I am so aware of what I am leaving and what I’ll be missing, but I am also looking forward to especially see my wee niece again and of course family and friends I haven’t seen for a while. I just wish all the people I love could be in the same place in the world. I also feel expectant, as I don’t know what my next step in this journey of life will be. But I know God has it sorted and that is enough.
Trusting in God is a rollercoaster ride, but it’s good, because it’s about living life to the full, and that is what I want to do. I want to live the best God has for me and not settle for anything less.

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