So I'm beginning to realize how dull my entries are. Especially since I've been home, I feel like I'm not learning the things I was at school. Well, of course not, because, I'm not in school and in class, but still. I feel like I should still be growing and learning (especially with Bible Study and Rock Solid) but I don't feel like I really am. As much as I hate all the studying and the papers and the all-nighters, I really miss school and part of me wishes I could go to school forever. I don't know. I'm just ready to be back. I think I said that before somewhere in this journal thing. But I am. I'm really looking forward to the classes I have this coming semester, too. They are all for my majors so that's going to make it even more fun.

A week or so ago I was talking to one of my friends who will be a freshman at AU next year, and she asked me if my spiritual life was better or worse when I was at school. I had never thought about it in a comparision like that before. I always just think "I'm not very close to God right now" or "I am close to God right now." Thinking about it in comparison really was good for me. When I'm home for the summer I have all this free time (especially this summer when I'm not working right now) and I have Prayer Night, Small Group, and Bible Study with my friends and then also Sunday School and church. I could be using all this free time to at least read the Bible a little bit, but I don't. I've never been good about doing that. Small Group and Bible study have been good, but this summer, right now, no I am not very close to God. And that was something I wanted to work on this summer. When I'm at school, it fluctuates (or however you spell that) so much. Being constantly surrounded in a Christian environment (not that I'm not here, but just more so there) with Focus Group, Chapel, Bible study (oh man, I miss Meagan, Erin, Gene, Marty...), and just every day conversations, when I am close to God, I'm a lot closer than when I'm close to him when I'm home. I have no idea if that sentence made any sense. And then my Christian Ministry classes help a lot too... they really help me look at things in a different way. I'm kinda sad that I only have one C-min class this semester. But oh well. I don't really have anything to say right now anymore. No concluding thoughts. My brain doesn't work that way. So... good night.