I am in Kentucky this week, and I am just missing Kansas City. It's a weird feeling.
It's not like I'm not very happy to be home, it's nice to see people, it's nice to be in familiar places, it's nice to sleep on a futon on the floor, it's nice to see my grandma and my dog. I just realize not being there, I love Kansas City. I love the freedom I have there, I love slowly becoming a part of the community of IHOP, and I'm anxious for the internship so that I can become part of the community truly. I am anxious to get back home and go the student awakening meetings and to be within two minutes of the Global Prayer Room. I realize that is where I want to be, IHOP, that's where I'm meant to be. At least in this season. And that feels pretty good.
It's cool Florence has a Chik-fli-a now though.
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