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Hello avid blog readers and friends.

I am at Camp Eagle. For two more days. And then I leave. To go home and pack for school. It's been good here. I've done a lot of shooting and editing. It's been good for me. I've also realized that I kind of enjoy getting rediculously sweaty and hot. I also kind of enjoy pushing myself physically. I'm actually considering taking backpacking, raquetball, or something of the sort. Strange isn't it?

All sumer long - actually much longer - I've been getting stressed over things that there's no reason to be stressed about. I cannot currently do anything about them, and worrying does me no good. But I'm very afraid of this year and what it will bring. I think it is going to be very very hard. Possibly the hardest year of my life. I'm very afraid of being vulnerable, and hurt, and lonely. I'm tired of being afraid.

Today we went to Max Lucado's church in San Antonio. It was amazing. I haven't been to church in over a month (not real church. I run power point at camp and find it difficult to actually worship). The message was exactly what I needed to hear. It reassured me of God's purpose for this year. It reassured me of his power. His strength. My weakness. Despite the peace I felt this morning, I am again stressed. Although currently I suppose it's for a slightly different reason.

I feel so weak and incapable of handling my life. I don't know that's any entirely bad thing though. I'm so uncertain. I'm so irritated that this post is so....yucky.

Well, I could use prayers for the upcoming year. I hope that seeing you all comes with much joy.

I don't think this spell check is working. I'm pretty sure I have two misspelled words.