How was New York?  How was camp?  How is home?  Where is home?  So you’re dancing up there?  What are you doing up there?  Why are you there?  What are you going to do when you go back up there?  What did you major in?  What are you going to do with that?  Don’t you want to do broadcasting or journalism?  Do you think you are going to stay for a while?  When are you going to move back?  What do you want to do with your life?

I don’t know.  I don’t know.  I don’t know.  

As  result, hopping on and off planes and in and out of bygone worlds, I’ve given up on concise explanations.  Now I’m not frustrated that you asked (though generic questions usually prompt generic answers, just saying), but the fact is that there are a lot more questions marks than periods in my life and the process of me going through it all is indeed, quite the process.  I will, however, offer the following song as nails it right on the head.  It speaks of and summarizes all of my feelings of this past season.  It’s actually rather weird how accurate it is and personal it seems.

With that, here is Gungor’s “Please Be My Strength”  [click title for link to song], my elevator sing-songy speech for the year.

You ask me what I am doing?

Do life with me and you will see who I am becoming.