Moving on

Again, this has gotta be a quick one as I need to catch a train in a bit.

Got home from uni yesterday and have mixed feelings, generally feel a little bit flat. I'm going to miss it more than I thought. I've made some of the best friends i've ever had, whom I love dearly. I'll probably miss the laid back lifestyle and nature of my course. In fact, third year, i'll probably look back on over the next few years and will probably be seen as the nicest, most relaxed years of my life. I mean, one hour a week lectures from just one term!

Anyway, for all the missing of my friends and the life, i've got to move on. I know I will see my friends again, its just they will develop into the next form of the relationship. If I trust in God and live my life as a sacrifice to him, then there is enough love, worth, meaning and reason to keep pressing on for him. It's joyful and satisfying.