October 21, 1998 – Wednesday – 9:00 a.m.

Much has happened since my last entry.  Tammie and Jose’s party was the most amazing event.  Justin came, all the girls had a burping contest, and I fell more in love with this whole world.  God has given me a heart of compassion for these people.  Each day, I find myself longing more and more for them.

Sunday’s church service was fantastic as well.  There was another party for Tammie and Jose that night.  My small group meeting is on Mondays at Connie and Christian’s, and on Tuesday nights I now have a men’s meeting at church.  I went last night and it was awesome.  No matter where I go, I find myself surrounded by good people.

I finished my “Eyebrows” script yesterday, but there are a few changes I need to make before I submit my first draft.

I’ve been emailing Angela and Dawn from my Africa trip.  Julie also sent me a letter.  I also found a new email buddy in a Canadian who went to Eastern Europe with Teen Mania.  Her name is Anna.  MovieMark and I have begun emailing each other again.

Time is moving forward.  The air is getting cooler, but the leaves are not changing.  I bought a plane ticket Monday to go down to Pensacola for Christmas.  I’ve never spent a Christmas in Florida before, and I’ve surely never spent one so close to Emily.  I will stay there until the Brownsville Revival starts back up at the beginning of 1999, then I will fly back.  I depart here on Christmas Eve.

November brings Tracey and Vince.  I used to think about going to visit my old home in the mountains, but to miss one tiny thing that happens here frightens me.

Thank you God for my homes!

March 20, 1995 – Monday – 8:15 p.m.

I got an email from Jonathan today.

This is part of it:

Someone has uncreated my world, and I am at the center waiting for whatever it is to uncreate me.  I feel so lost and hopeless.  I didn’t get the 2.0 I needed for school…all because my teacher was slow in grading our midterm papers.  My car is broken and impounded…I need $85 for a ticket due on the 15th of April…I gave up Mandy for what I thought was love only to now have lost what I thought was love.  For all I know, Monday when I go to class they could already have dropped me and are kicking me out of school.  Jacob, even right now I don’t care about what I am going to do with my life.  I don’t care about any of it.  I just want out of this life I am living.  I am tired of all the troubles and problems and pains that come with it.  I am though with it…if someone else wants it they can have it.

At the end of the letter he did not sign his name.  I guess he felt there was no need.

How will Jonathan’s story end?

How will I let it end?