I was lost last semester. Not really sure how to put it to words but I feel like I was present in the physical sense but absent on all other accounts. Christmas break was an escape but not a solution. The tricky thing of escaping is that typically you have to return. Some things are unavoidable. When I arrived here at PLBC last week I felt something in my room as I walked in. It was like a weight was dropped on my shoulders once again; a complete intrusion on my peace. Over the next couple of days I was determined not to allow for the enemy to bring chaos into my life this semester. It's my job to train the chaos into something else and harness it this year. I refuse to be who I was. This shadow of me will be just that, a shadow of the past not a mirror of the future.
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