Go

This week, my college hosted it's annual Mission's Encounter conference. It's a time when missionaries and different representatives from missions organizations come for a couple days. Classes are cancelled and students are encouraged to attend workshops and speakers to become more "missions minded"

So as I was sitting in these sessions and heard stories of suffering and joy from around the world I was struck with one idea, go. The idea that I should leave all this and just go. Sometimes it bothers me to sit in class, write papers, and socialize for thousands of dollars a year. Why am I doing this when there is so much else out there? When there is life beyond my college experience and beyond North America and beyond this lifestyle that I call reality?

Sometimes my reality feels very superficial. That by living the life I'm currently living, that I've somehow removed myself from the human condition. I don't want to be removed. I want to feel, to know, and understand reality.

I'm unsure where all this leaves me, but I do know that I want to go.