Saturday, July 21st
The journey home. Thirteen hours on the road, straight to the church. Lots of talk about what we did, why we did it, and why we want to keep on doing it. Returning to real life seems a little scary, but doable.
My final journal entry:
"I'm tired of talking about it. God's in there somewhere, but I'm tired of figuring out where."
And you know what? It's enough.