remember.

Another night of trying to stay awake via various kinds of distraction.

Tonight, that came in the form of going through an old online journal (that was hilarious and embarrassing to read). There are few things in life that are as refreshing as reading through an old journal. Maybe because it's nice to see how far you've come. That the things you didn't know much about then, you know much more about now. It's fun to reminisce and as much shame as some of those entries bring me, it was good medicine.

I coped some of the things I found the funniest through the entries. Here's just a sampling of high school Steph thoughts:

I was really feeling tonight like I was acquiring a passion for teenagers. Haha that sounds funny if you read it, but seriously.. the teen ministry is such a powerful thing. I'm only 18 and I know how important these years are in shaping who a person is. And I've been so blessed by that ministry, the only thing I feel like I can do is give back to it. I don't know, it was just this tiny flame in my heart that I feel like God is going to keep fanning and keep growing.

That's pretty cool to look back on. Here I am, 5 years later, working in youth ministry. And another youth ministry-related entry a year or so later:

I don't even know where to start. HCBC rocked my flipping socks, if I could sit there and be a mentor to girls for the rest of my life I am so in. I loved every part of being a leader, even the not-so-fun stuff like ZERO sleep, waking up at 5:30am so the girls could see the sunrise, etc. It all was incredible, awesome, Spirit-filled, humbling, amazing. I wish I was there right now.

Dang.
That's cool.

ESFJ - "Seller". Most sociable of all types. Nurturer of harmony. Outstanding host or hostesses. 13% of the total population.

That's crazy, because having taken the Myers-Briggs more recently I've come out as an ENFJ. So my perception has shifted from being really concrete-based to being a lot more abstract. Interesting.

Uh I think I have ADD.

Umm, hello. Diagnosis of the century.

That was loads of fun, the rides up and back were pretty fantastic as well. I found gas for $1.89 at this amish gas station!!!

Does ANYBODY remember gas being $1.89?! Man, did this make me feel old.



As funny as a lot of the entries were, it was seriously good to go back and see what God has done in me over the past few years. He's always calling His people to remember, and killing time tonight by sifting through old journal entries was a way to do that.

Now just four more hours left of my shift, trying to stay awake. Bring on the caffeine.