Home Again...

Okay, so I'm home from Nags Head. I'd rather be back at Nags Head, but that's life, right?

We did some new stuff at the beach this year. We went to the Graveyard of the Atlantic Museum on Hatteras Island. They had some very cool pirate exhibits, along with some really cool relics from shipwrecks. We also went to Oregon Inlet, where I climbed around on some rocks, found live hermit crabs in perfect conch shells, and cut my foot on some mussels. It was a lot of fun to see so much wildlife in it's natural habitat. We also learned about fulgurite, which is what really happens to sand when lightening strikes it (contrary to what Sweet Home Alabama will tell you).

Sadly enough, we did have to return home. This also means a return to work, household responsibilities, and everyday worries and troubles. It's this last category that is prompting me to trust God like I never have before. I endeavor to be real all the time; usually I'm real whether I want to be or not. So I'm going to be real now: I worry about a lot of stuff that I shouldn't, considering that they're "nothing" problems. I create problems before they really exist. I worry about being a nurse, knowing enough about nursing and being competent, diseases and germs, finding "The One", ect. ect. These are "nothing" problems. Granted, they seem very real to me and I feel affected by them, but there are people out there who have life and death problems, and they have to deal with that stuff! I need to focus my energies on being productive, serving God and others, and being a light in dark places.

Once again, I don't think anyone reads this. I'm a little iffy on whether or not I want to post the link anywhere. It helps to type out what I feel, and that's enough for now.

In Him, until next time,
Jess