Summer comes to an end...

Well, the first week of May seems like a lifetime ago, and as I prepare to move back to my third favorite place in the world, I feel like I should reflect on my summer. I feel like I complained a lot about being at home and not having anything to do. Boredom was my anthem and dislike was my motto. It seemed like all my friends (or at least the ones who seemed important) had ditched me and I had to float through the last 2 months on my own. With no job and nothing else to do, I had no choice but to do my parents' bidding, which, looking back, wasn't really that bad, after all, it is my job to help them because they're my parents. I also picked and sold blueberries, which is a lot harder than one would think. I think I picked somewhere between 18 and 20 gallons and to say the least, I am flat tired of seeing blueberries!! Don't get me wrong, it was a great way to make money, but I got sick of seeing blueberries. Apart from helping my parents and picking blueberries, I didn't do a whole lot this summer. I was the sound/video guy for my church's Vacation Bible School and then I was a counselor for a youth camp my church's association heads up every year. I've also spent a lot of quality time with my favorite coffee shop, Blackbird Coffee ind downtown Milledgeville. Alas, as my summer comes to an end I can honestly say that I'm glad to be going back to Tifton. Don't take that the wrong way, I love being at home and with my parents, but 2-3 weeks is my quota, especially when most of my friends are there and not here. I've also had the chance to get in some guitar playing this summer. I played for my church at the 4th of July celebration, I played for the talent show at camp, and I will be doing the special music for both morning services on August 9th. I wrote a song called Grace So Free and that is the one I'll be performing on the 9th. Hopefully when I get to Tifton, I can play one night at Lion Chasers. Here are the lyrics for my song:

Grace is something I don't deserve
is something that Your Word promises me
if I choose to believe
Grace is something I can't comprehend
and I'll probably never understand
what it truly means

But You gave it to me
grace so free
grace so free

What have I done
that You would send Your son
to die in my place
And I don't deserve to live
or the gift that You give
this amazing thing called grace

But You gave it to me
grace so free
grace so free

Yeah You gave it to me
grace so free grace so free