For my "Essentials of Evangelical Theology" class we have to make a spiritual diagram, plotting points representing highs and lows in our spiritual life.

This lesson showed me that I'm bi-polar and that my spiritual life looks like a freaking EKG.

I showed it to my roommate. Her words: You're just an extreme person, Katherine.

Yes. Yes I am.

My apologies for the greatest fear blog. It wasn't that big of a deal. Just hurt at the time.

One of my greatest fears in life came true tonight.
I hate when that happens.

Journal entry from 3-ish weeks ago:
God, I don't want to go back. Sonic was supposed to be a mindless way to pay for car insurance not an overwhelming, unending burden. Oh God, I don't want to go back. But, God, it's not about me. If that's where you want me, that's where I'll go. It may require getting swallowed by a whale and spit up inside Sonic to get me there but I want your desire to be mine.
My computer is jacked up. I spent approximately a million dollars on my car. Car insurance in due again soon.
I looked for another job. (I hate this town)
Would you like a cherry limeade?
The job is a blessing. My hours are flexible. It's easy. It's close. I should be joyful and grateful but I am pretty much dreading it...so there's that. And then there's the guilt from that...
ugh.

Six weeks of camp is over. I'm mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and physically exhausted. I loved it but I'm too tired to write much right now. I'm glad to be back. More to come...