Slagathor

I need to write. I just don't know what to write about. Lately, I've been feeling what I haven't felt in years. The feeling of emptiness, sadness, hurt, and like my life has no meaning at this point in time. I haven't felt this since before March 8th 2007. Ugh, I can't think of the word, but there is a word to describe exactly what I'm feeling. Disappointment? No. Unworthiness? Close, but not. I know that this is not God. I know it's not. I just...I'm just ready to move on. I can feel myself stepping into a new season with God. That hunger that I had that one summer, that summer of 2007, is slowly coming back. That ache to know God even deeper, even more than ever before. I need to leave, go to Kansas City and start over there. I used to dread going there. I hated the thought of it. I didn't want to leave what I had just found here. But now, all of a sudden, all that has changed. It's still extremely important to me, but what God has for me in Kansas City means more than everything else. So, all in all, it's very confusing. In the midst of feeling like my life has no meaning, I still feel like I'm falling deeper in love with Jesus Christ.

I have a nickname. That name is Slagathor. People call me Slags.(And if you are a fan of the TV show Scrubs, you will recognize it) I like that nickname cuz I feel like it fits me right now. I have no idea what the heck it means, or why it was chosen, but it's odd, and it feels like it fits.