Misunderstood.

     I was just at lunch telling Kat and Emily about my lovely spring break.  I was telling them about waking up at 5 in the morning and working for 7 hours.  A girl across the table looked at me and said, "Wow, you must not have had a very good spring break."  I looked at her and I was like....umm....no, actually, it was great.  I feel like by talking about the hard times of the week, it sounded like I was complaining.  Yes, the work we did was difficult and incredibly frustrating sometimes.  I felt like crap for the most part of the week.  No, waking up that early isn't ideal for a fantastic spring break.  But, last week was one of the most amazing weeks EVER.  Maybe I didn't explain that well enough at lunch.  It really was great.  Emily was just telling me about going to SIFAT last week.  She said she wants to go this summer.  I said I love it, and that'd be great.  She said last week at SIFAT was kind of miserable at times, but it was really great.  That totally makes sense to me.  Yeah, we worked hard and struggled last week.  There were times when I cried even.  But I'd go back to it any day.  I feel like that when I go to SIFAT as well.  
     I think that is similar to working for God.  Serving God is hard.  It is a constant struggle.  Sometimes it hurts.  It is extremely difficult to LIVE for God.  But it is so worth it.  When you think back on those times, you know without a doubt that it is the best time of your life.  You wouldn't change it for the world.  
     I wouldn't change anything about last week.  It was hard.  It was great.  I loved it.