Trust.

It’s been something like a month now; I hate to realize that it has already been that long because it reminds me of what I haven’t done in a month. A month on the ship was packed full and now a month at home feels quite empty. I have to create purpose for waking every morning; it is true to say that I came back to with no plans. I guess it has made me come to know or better remember my need for plans and that I get quite uncomfortable when I don’t have them. I realized the other day that I haven’t every really not known what I am going to do next. Year after year in school you always know that the following year is to come and at the end of school I knew that the ship was next. But now my next is over and I have no next. I guess this leaves me with one thing to do… trust, trust God. The great thing about trusting God, is knowing that he is worth trusting and remembering how he has been faithful time and time again.