Moved out of my apartment yesterday, somewhat surreal.
In Bakersfield for a little over a day and all of the sudden I'm struck with urges of apathy, cynicism, and complacency. It's not home that's doing it to me- it's this wierd transition that I'm going through. So much is about to change, and I think that because it is so unknown to me, I'm not sure how to approach God in the moment... and believe me, I know the answers and I know the theology and I know what Sunday school and Christian institutions might tell me right now... yet I don't want any of it. Just give me Jesus as raw as possible right now. That's all.
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i love you annie burdette...i feel that you have taken my thoughts of right now and put them into words. i hate transitions...yet i continue to do this weird moving every year thing and well i don't know. i guess it's exciting, but it sucks really. Jesus is my refuge....but i need to go to him to find it rather than curling up on my street corner....alright. i lvoe you friend....
Hey,
Sounds like you have a busy summer, and some great traveling to do. I hope all goes well, and that you can find Jesus, amist all this choas.
-B-rich
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