Tonight I completed the PeaceCorp application. Its been done for about a year but I've never submitted it, that is until tonight.
Tonight I sit on a bed set up in the "office" that was once my bedroom. Liza and the baby in one bedroom, Morgan in another, Mom and Dad in theirs and I in...mine.
Dad is backing up files on the compute in this office/...bedroom as I was completing the application.
"Dad, so I checked on this application that I don't care where in the world I go. But they give like eight different regions, so where would you go?"
"When did you get saved again?"
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"...I don't really follow in years...summer after freshmen year I think?" I can tell you my time and place. I can tell you what I found was finally holding me back, I know it was 4th of July and at the Indy Youth Weekend. I do not know which day it was, the day or the hour. I just know it happened.
He said nothing. "Why? You think I'm gonna die over there?"
"I don't know!" Pause. He is flossing. He looks at me and raises his eyebrows. "What if we get raptured outta here?! I wanna see ya!"
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