God broke me down in beautiful ways, and surrounded me with beautiful people.
Somehow it is warm again, summer is coming, somehow I am going back. (God willing) And I'll be back to this place again, another year to learn and grow and break and mold and morph."
I wrote this in another post- on the third of May. And already, only two weeks later already it has changed.
In my heart I was still sitting in the scratchy grass, annoyed by the ants, fire in my bones. God broke me down in beautiful ways, and surrounded me with beautiful people.
Somehow it is warm again, summer is coming, somehow I am going off on a new grand adventure. Back to Hungary, but not to my beloved place. I will go where God wills, and I'll be back to this place again, another year to learn and grow and break and mold and morph.
No longer can I categorize my life in school years and summers. It's turned into a steady melting and turning of seasons.
Two days, and the plans for my life are changed. Does that sound dramatic to you? The experience in the refugee reception centre in Debrecen, Hungary changed my life. I knew that this summer would change me more, but I thought it would be there, and it isn't any more. It's somewhere else, all new people...
Anyways, all this to say, it changes so fast.
God willing.
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