I wrote an e-mail to a friend today, and I wanted to blog about the same thing, so since I don't feel like writing the same thing twice, here is the e-mail I wrote:

Project has been an awesome experience, and I am so glad I decided to do it. Sometimes I feel the need to talk to friends outside the project to make sure that my old life is still there waiting for me when I am done here. I guess that is partly why I called you when I didn't really have much to say. The computerized voice on your answering machine didn't do much to alleviate this feeling but your e-mail hit the spot. It's funny that you are praying that God is stretching me. In explaining what God has done in my life this summer, probably the word that comes to mind is stretch. There has been nothing along the way that has hit me as familiar, or comfortable. Everything has seemed to stretch me. There has been so much that I've had to learn this summer, and God hasn't given me much of a chance to use the things I already know. Instead he has taken the areas of my life that are weak and has been strengthening them.

>I heard this weekend that you are leading the project--
>what a cool opportunity-- congratulations!

Thanks! It has been such an amazing experience. It was funny how it worked out because I thought that I wasn't going to be chosen for the spot, and that was tough for me and it seemed that right after I had accepted the fact that I wasn't going to be chosen to lead... I was. You know when you feel like you are in the right place sometimes, and you feel you are exactly where God wants you? Well, I have never felt that way until I started leading the project. I know that this is what I want to do when I get older. Lead. I'm not sure who God has for me to lead, but God has definitely given me a passion for it. He has also shown me daily that his hand is in everything I do. You know those times where God puts words in your mouth? Or times when things happen that could have never happened unless God had done it? Daily I strongly feel that God is guiding my every step. He keeps on putting words in mouth. It's kind of funny. I keep on saying things that I didn't know I knew. Or I do things that I didn't know I could do. I don't have a clue what I'm doing half of the time.

Never a dull moment.

Well, writing is how I get my thoughts down. Whether it's said or written on paper, or in my blog, or in an e-mail, I love getting my thoughts out of my head. I guess your e-mail was where I unloaded this time. I apologize for the mess. : )

In His grip,

Josh