Letters From The Mother Land! #3!

I have 15 minutes to write until next class.. lets see what I can fit in here..

It has been a rough week or two. Working is tough, everything is routine, and it makes me miss Basilea even more. I calculated it and realized I've been working 50hrs a week. This is my first job so I can't really say if thats alot or little. My heart and ears have been closed lately, its been hard trying to keep God on my mind. Yesterday was the first day I missed church in I don't know how long. I can list a few excuses why I didn't go. Nothing valid. Where is this all going? What am I doing here? These questions pound at my head every working hour. The only thing I look up to is my payday, thats what keeps me going..

The posture of my heart, my mindset, attitude, fill in the blank.. its all distorted. And through it all, I've been beginning to see that the importance of a community is greater than I have imagined. Greater than that.. the importance of my relationship with God has been overlooked once again.

Some updates from the motherland. I got my own place near my work. It's walking distance so thats good. But it's really tiny! I have a picture that I uploaded a few days ago. Go look for it if youre curious. Paying for your own rent has been a weird experience. It kind of broke my heart when I had to give that chunk of my hard earned my to some guy that gave me some key to some room.. I think I've been idolizing money alot considering that my pay day is what keeps me going at work. Shoot.. Bell rang I gotta goooo.. Ill update later see ya!