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my head is a mess, but very content that way

Okay, there is alot to say in this blog because alot happened yesterday. First, in the morning I met some women from Belmont California. What a treat for my heart to get to talk about my home with other Californians! I don´t think I want to move back, but I will definitly need to visit.
Second, there was this situation in May with someone that I kinda know that my poor bible study had to listen about and deal with, and that situation came up again. So I went on a run at the local deserted track and just prayed and laughed my heart out with God as I ran. Yeah, I have come to except the fact that I handle situations in a wierd manner, but my manner works.
Then, I got the courage to try this church that someone recommended and guess what- PRAISE GOD, they actually read the bible in context and preached the gospel! It is a southern babptist church, which is just really wierd to me that there are "southern baptists" in chile, but hey, if their doctrine and practices are Biblical, then who cares? So I talked to the pastor for a while after the message and asked him questions about the church and then one of the ladies invited me over for tea. I actually am a little shy when it comes to this stuff, but I know that it is good for me to be challenged so I went home with her and we had tea. Her name is Maria and she is probably in her early 60´s. Such a sweet lady! Around midnight she and her son drove me home and we said we would see each other on sunday. I am so excited to have a church! Oh, God is good, He is good indeed! I still have no clue what I am doing here, but that is okay. I am young, and I still use that expression- "young and stupid" as my excuse for breaking the rules of life.

Okay, and a quick note about the mental difficulties with writing this blog. I am not writing in my journal, I am not writing to just one person, and there is a wide variety of people who read this. Some of them know me really well, and others barely know me at all. It is hard to decide what to write and if I ever seem fragmented, that is probably why.

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