a page is turned...

i know it sounds so clique that a chapter of my life has just ended, but it's so true. and that's exactly how it feels. it was a chapter that was sometimes a comedy, sometimes a drama, sometimes a tear-jerker, and sometimes a choose-your-own-adventure. my experience with msa isn't something i would want to take back...yet i realize and accept that it's time to move on. as i pause to look back and try to process what i learned and where God was moving through it all, my heart is filled with lots of great things.
here's some of the nuggets of goodness that i'm leaving msa with...
friendships that i wouldn't have otherwise had. experience in the amazing ocean and knowledge of some of the things that fill it. a reminder of how simple life can actually be lived. times of learning to trust the Lord and cling to him. experience in teaching and leading. an appreciation for truely good drinking water (catalina water was less than desirable.) a great adventure and great memories that go along with it. a realization that the needed amount of showers and clothes washings isn't as much or as frequent as one would think (don't get me wrong, i haven't turned into some gross girl...but camp has a way of making me comfortable with a little dirt.) seeing things i've never seen, doing things i've never done, being places i've never been, and praising God for his stunning creation. and friends that will probably forever call me creek.
and as this page is turned...i'm looking ahead to a blank page. as that one song says, "...the rest is still unwritten..." as i drove away on friday with msa behind me, i was overcome with this sense of freedom. which felt really good seeing that this past week was consumed with questions and uneasiness. i'm sure those feelings will resurface as i continue seeking out where my road is headed, but that freedom was just so needed. so comforting. the sun was shining, my windows were down, and u2-joshua tree was playing. it was a moment that made me smile. i drove up to this amazing little chapel that overlooks the pacific...catalina was fully in view, and the sun sparkled on the water so much that it nearly hurt my eyes. for that moment, things just seemed right.