Going back

To me it is interesting I mention stuff from the past, because I'm about to get a blast from the past sort of deal.

What I mean is, for canvassing, or literature evangelism, I am going to Duluth MN. What is so significant about that you may ask?

Well Ive been there before, plenty of times. And Im nervous in a way because there is a high chance I will be seeing my step-fathers side of the family who live there. It has been almost 5 years since I have been there, and last time I was there all I did was play video games, not because other people wanted to, but because I did.

I have never been attached much to family, distant or close. I never get homesick (except for at basic training) and I don't really talk to my family out side of obligatory circumstances. And its not because I don't want to talk to them, I simply don't think about it. Nor do I set aside any time to think about it. With my mind, I really have to have something consistently in front of me for me to remember it. I have an interesting memory that does me more harm than good, I think. Though I may just only remember the harm, but anyways.

I am nervous, I don't feel like I know them, and my lifestyle is completely different than last time they met me, praise God for that. At the very least, keep our Duluth team in prayer as we bring the gospel, and if God wills I witness to my family, I pray he gives me wisdom.

On a side note, I am kinda happy to go back to see the places where I have cherished memories. Though simple, and blissful.

My dad would drive us up there 6 hours every 4th of July. We would go see the parade and get candy, and I remember how I would eat so much of it as soon as I could. I don't know how Im not dead. My cousin Danielle would sell soda or "pop" :) way over priced since it was typically very hot, and they lived right off the main street.

The town, at least where my family lived was pretty poor, much of it was super condensed neighborhoods, where you could see right in other peoples windows. I do not like that.

Hopefully when I get a house I wont even see my neighbors fence. I kinda really like my space. And I don't know how I am supposed to have a creek on my property if I live in such a crowded area. My dream home has always been more about the land than the house itself. I want a place where I will be spending more time outside than inside.

I digress. I really know that people in that town need to know the Lord, but as of right now I am not sure if Im up to it. But God will give me strength to fight in the north again.

People aren't as friendly, they don't go to church much. In general they are starved of spiritual things but settled on the mindset that they just have to have a life of emptiness, with vain fulfillments.

There is more.

Much more.

And I wan't, at the very least to help them see that.