Going Home Some Day

I'm going home.
It's true, I am going back home from college this week. I have to wait 'till Saturday because the college choir is singing for graduation. But after that's done, I'm heading home.
Finals week is almost over. I've taken all my tests. I just have to give one presentation tomorrow. Nothing terribly difficult. Friday I get to rest. Saturday I sing and come home. My freshman year is virtually over.
It's a crazy thing to think about. A kid who never thought he'd be in college has just finished his first year. It has been an interesting year. I've learned a lot: academically, socially, spiritually. I'm not the same person I was when I came to this school. And I don't want to be that person ever again. Sure there are still things about me that need to change. I'm not nearly perfect, and I won't be this side of Heaven. But I still desire change. I want to change in the right direction though.
It's hard, when you've grown up somewhere, and you have established a mentality that is attached to that place. And when you leave that place, your mentality changes and the way you view and live life changes. But when you come back it's so easy to pick up the old ways, and start living the old life as if nothing over the last few months or years had ever happened. That's the easy way to do it. The path of least resistance. Sure I can live this way here, because this is the kind of life I know here. But when I try to apply this life to that place, there are a lot of things that make it difficult.
I know it's not impossible. "For nothing is impossible with God" (Luke 1:37). It is possible, but it will be hard. The best thing I can do is continue to pursue my relationship with God. It can happen. Pray for me.
The good news is when this is all over I'm going home...my real home.