Moving Home

We've made the decision...I'm moving home.

Whilst you make think that this decision has been made too quickly or something like that...I didn't make the decision...God did.

Tuesday night I had a long conversation with my parents where basically the outcome was that I wanted to move home because I don't like halls but didn't want to make a quick decision...Mum wanted the whole thing to be over because its an emotional rollercoaster going through all this...Dad wanted me to do more nights, even if I was eventually moving home, because he wanted to prepare me for moving out next year and generally being away from home.

Wednesday lunchtime Dad spent some time with God and God very clearly said to him 'it's time to bring her home'. So that's what we're doing. Particularly because it came to Dad rather than Mum or I who were leaning towards me coming home, God had a reason for putting me at Brookes and when all this first started I gave him permission to do anything to over-ride what I was feeling- now to be fair I was thinking that if he wanted to change my halls situation and make it ok for me to stay there or whatever then he could...instead he decided to over-ride our thinking process and tell me to move home.

It's only sort of sinking in today that I'm moving home...I'm so happy but for the last few weeks I've felt so unsettled that it feels weird to have made a decision. I'm so pleased that I can move home and especially that I know it's what God wants for me too.

I'm obviously concerned about moving out next year since I don't want it to be as bad as this year. It'll be different because I'll hopefully be moving in with friends, but anyway I'm going to go on the CU weekend away next weekend which will be good because I don't have any best friends in that group yet but hopefully it will build those friendships and it means I'm staying away from home. Plus I'm going to try and spend some nights crashing on Lucy's floor or some other people at uni, if I've been out with them or something and its easier to stay than to come home then I'll do that...I think it's important that I do.

I know that people might think badly of me for moving home so quickly but you honestly don't know what it feels like or what I felt like whilst going through it all...it's hard to describe.
Just know that I'm happy at home, God wants me to be here and that's what is important. I love my course and am making friends at university...that's more than alot of people can say. Plus I haven't compromised who I am by trying to go out and drink loads with my flatmates as a way of fitting in. instead I'm happy to be who I am and do university a slightly different way!

I'm off to do some reading for my course :)
Much love xxx