Torn...

So most things are back to normal now, the drama has subsided, well until another day. They seem to be coming in spadefuls all the time!

Torn-the one thing I've found so difficult at uni is going between groups of friends, I have one group of friends from church and the new friends I need to make at church but then there's the flat mates and other close friends here. I love spending time with them and then feel bad because I'm not spending enough time with my church friends, I find it more effort, because obviously they're not here I have to actually go and see them.

So tomorrow I'm having dinner with my cell leader, a desperate attempt on her behalf to find out why I haven't been at cell and how I'm finding things, it's kind of a loaded and obvious answer to the question, but I guess she wants to hear it from the "horse's mouth" as it were. Already I am feeling apathetic about going but I can't cancel now I've already had to rearrange twice.

But I must fight the fact that I'm out of my comfort zone here and that when I'm back home I re-enter that comfort zone. I can't always be comfortable and that is where God comes in, to keep me afloat and guide me through it all.

Challenges come, challenges go and we grow up, move on and get over each and every one of them I suppose. Like they're just hurdles in the race that we like to call LIFE.

Signing off xxxx