If you've been reading my other posts, you can probably tell I'm pretty excited about going back to the Hall. If it didn't already feel like a second home, it's certainly gonna feel like it when I leave after my year of studying there. I've already been blessed with some amazing friends down there which I am truly thankful for. I can't wait to get to spend loads of time with them, but also, get to meet over a hundred new people who will be staying and studying with me! (Obv not staying in the same room - especially the boys, Dougie would have a fit!)So far, from talking to some of my new (cyber for just now) friends, I've been introduced to "purpling." When I was talking to one of the girls I mentioned the bible width apart theory. It sounds funny and probably as though it's a joke, which I suppose it is, yet, it isn't? I have literally had a bible stuck between myself and a friend - pretty sure it was a girl I was sitting with might I add! But yeah, when I mentioned the whole "BIBLE WIDTH APART" - and not skinny, little bibles - I was introduced to purpling. Now basically it's the same kinda thing. At summer camps they have blue for the boys and red for the girls ( I think) and basically it means no mixing. So no girls on guys and vice-versa or they'll mix together and make purple = purpling. I find that pretty cool! I find it an important rule though. I used to think it was really stupid. We'd sneak out and "mix" together, or sneak into people's rooms etc. Yet I never really understood the full reason for these rules. But now I do, and do as much as I can to keep to these. IT'S HARD!
Anyway. This week has gone so quickly! Said goodbye to a few people. One friend who's leaving for Afghan tomorrow and another just to Glasgow, but still, they will both be missed when I move. I also said bye to a woman in my church who has been such a prayer warrior, and so supportive of me over the years. If there was anyone who knew I'd finally get on track it was her. I'm going to miss her and her husband too. Not to mention their daughter. But she isn't going anywhere!
I find it kinda strange, if you had asked me a few months ago why I wanted to go to Capernwray, it was more just a last resort, and I knew my parents would be happy with it. I didn't actually think I'd get in. One question on the application form was "Have you drank, smoked or done drugs in the last year?" That was a pretty easy answer, considering I had probably been out drinking the weekend before writing my application.
At that point in my life I was completely stuck as to which direction I needed to go in to move on. I had two paths a couple feet ahead of me, but I was so lost as to which one I needed to take. There was the straight road or the one that was full of curves and bends and obstacles. So far I'd been on the obstacle route. But now, I suddenly realized an easier way. No, when I started down the easier route things didn't miraculously change, and no, things still aren't perfect, but things are so much better than they used to be. So yeah, back then it was a last resort, now it's the only thing I could possibly want to do!
It was only last night I was approached by a guy. He saw the cross I have on my back and questioned why I had it. I told him it was a sign of my faith. I wasn't obviously going to constantly be walking around with my back out to show the world, but if people were to see it, and ask, I wasn't going to be afraid of explaining myself. It's also a personal reminder for me - whenever i glance in the mirror and see it, I remember that Christ died on a cross to save me, and you! But anyway, this guy seemed interested, and I wasn't sure whether he was trying to have a discussion or an argument. The next thing I knew, i felt a tap on my back and a friend of mine, and seemingly his too spoke. It was quickly made known I was a preachers kid, and he probably had chosen the wrong person to debate with. While I love a good debate, I think everyone is free to their own opinion, it's only when they tell me I'm wrong I get feisty about my faith. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but that's how I am. Anyway, after talking to that guy I realized I only really knew the basics. So going to Bible School now, is much more than a get away, it's a whole year away to learn about God and understand things in a much more close and personal way. I CAN'T WAIT. 
So basically. The next two weeks are gonna be filled with me tidying, playing music and sleeping. Reading over this I feel like I've came across "all holy or something" I definitely amen't quite there yet. But I guess that's another reason I'm going to study! I often feel a bit anxious that I'm going into a place where i feel everyone's gonna have it together when i've only just got my hands on the ends of the ropes. But I know I'll be fine whatever happens. I can not wait to start my Bible study with one of my best friends either. It's been so encouraging seeing her come on over the summer with her faith. It has really pushed me with my own faith too! I can't wait to see her all the time now! Only thing I can wait for is my wardrobe slowly decreasing. This picture is a fine example of why. Love her though.
Anyway, I need my bed. I need to start getting used to latish nights and extremely early mornings. But as I slept till 1pm this afternoon, I amen't tired in the slightest yet. Here's hoping when I sit in completely darkness I get tired. Either that, or I'm gonna have to start counting sheep.
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