this morning i skyped with a dear friend and a very interesting topic came up that really got me thinking. i don't think people have any idea what former hume kids go through in life after leaving their beloved bubble in the mountains. when people take a look at the bunch of us who have moved away, they would see great family atmospheres, maturity in not only interacting with other people but he depth of understand of Jesus. the battles hume kids face is very unique and hard to explain to the average person. its one of those "you have to live it to fully understand" missionary kids from kenya would relate more to us than a good friend who goes to church with me. what is it we face daily? as i skyped with my friend, i began to see that we ALL face (faced) the same feelings, situations, and reactions. and the sad thing is, is that there is nothing anyone can say or do that will get us out of the struggles we face (is a personal struggle with God alone).
im blogging this in hopes it gives a glimpse into the life of a blessed and yet misunderstood Christian life we live.
Living at a Christian Camp for most of my life provided such a dream childhood and i would not change it for the world. Forest was all around, we had all seasons of weather, it was safe, nothing too bad happened, afternoons were spent hanging out on one of the many rocks and fields just talking about life. Everyone's house was home to another. We were blessed with huge imaginations and would come up with the best stories to act out outside for hours on end. We were given the opportunity to start working at 11 and from that our work ethic was strong for a young kid. We were around ministry daily and got to see changed lives and our parents serving the Lord. We got to go to camp every year. Hume was a Disneyland we never had to leave. I became a Christian on my own when i was 10 at summer camp. Hume gave me a strong foundation of who i was and gave me a confidence i thought everyone down in the valley had. Jump ahead to freshman year in high school. i moved.
My world shook and before i knew it i was in states of depression. i hated life. i wanted to be done with christianity. did i hate Jesus? no way jose. how did i go form the "perfect" life and being happy to moving into a big house and new friends and become so desperate to get out? i wasnt missing out on a relationship in my life. so what was i missing? here is the sucky thing about growing up at hume. from day one we were taught Jesus inside and out. we had a ton of knowledge but we never had to apply it. when i moved, there were overwhelming circumstances that caused me to fall on the ground in a frantic state.
did you know that we feel so alone? so isolated? so unrelatable?
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