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So I've been staying at my grandparents now since Thursday, July 9. They picked up early that afternoon and took me out to their house where I've been more less continuously since that night. I came home tonight after I went and saw a movie with my good friend Jeff. I decided to update a little because I have the chance and because I've been having trouble sleeping lately so I thought maybe if I take my mind off of things with this for a little bit and just share a little something something I could maybe get to sleep and such.. So here goes.

On Friday night me and Jeff camped out. We were supposed to camp out again last night but his grandparents called him to say his brothers car had broken down which was in fact a lie they were using to lure him into an intervention because they have this idea that he has Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Assuredly he does not. Anyways so we didn't camp because of that and then today it rained all freaking day so we're going to try and camp out one more night tomorrow here's to the hope that it works... So I had an interesting revelation while I was camping Friday night.. I have a ridiculous fear of ticks for someone who loves the outdoors. To overcome this I found that by relying on God's power and asking for it through prayer was more than enough to calm me and take me back to a place where I was not afraid of a tick. Further yet, that was an amazing moment for me.. I had all but given up hope at that point for God to even be listening to me, let alone be willing to give me some comfort and BAM right when I needed Him, God pulls through for me.

Today however at church we had communion which as we all know is that special time of the quarter where we get a nice little cracker and a little cup of grape juice and we pretend its the flesh of Christ and the blood of Christ and we partake of them ritualistically. All joking aside this is a very serious matter.. The pastor we have that is leading our church through the recovery time as it becomes "healthy" again explained the Lord's supper in a way that no pastor has ever put it for me... We aren't you know just observing the meal Christ had with the disciples.. We are literally celebrating His death. That really put things in a different perspective for me.. He then proceeded to state something rather obvious... If we were to live out our lives in the mood I guess it is that we get in when we understand what we are celebrating with it, we would live in a very depressed state. Well as we all know we should not partake of the Lord's supper if we are not in good standing because as Paul advises those who partake of it when not right with God are eating and drinking damnation. Well anyways this prompted me to spend a goo 15 minutes in prayer before I took what was handed to me to take.

That about brings us up to speed as to what I've achieved in the last couple of days... I do want to talk a little about my camping Friday night.. Like I said Jeff and I were camping and so while we sat around the fire talking and enjoying the night we got to talking about various things which somehow brought up some theological discussion and I think for the first time pretty much at all since school I had church. I mean yes I get up and go every Sunday morning but in the long run I end up just sitting there listening to someone talk for 45 minutes. However, on Friday night it was a time of real fellowship which I believe is what church is supposed to be. The gathering together of believers isn't so we can listen to a man talk for 45 minutes and sing a few of our little songs, its a time for us to get together talk, enjoy each others company, recharge, and worship God which Jeff and I did that night. Well I'm running out of stuff to actually say here and I will again ask for prayer things may have started to look up a little but I'm far from in the clear. One love.