YAY! Blue Mountain in Pennsylvania called and a room opened up. I had just mailed my deposit for my dorm, but now I have a private room. YAY!!!! I detest dorms, BUT it was better than driving to Allentown. I knew it would open up. I can't WAIT to be back on the mountain. I can't wait to dance.

On my new CD I love so much there is a version Of “Let My Words Be Few” which we danced to at Tyler Metro. I LOVE that dance, but once I really fell in love with the song we never got to do it again when I was there, even though we were going to. And this morning I just started crying. I MISS dancing with a group more than ANYTHING. I told the Lord that if we went right to the heart of these unsettled feelings and longings for home, I think that if I had this need fulfilled the rest would be tolerable. That is what aches the most.

I LOVE my ballet class here—the interesting and challenging one—but without that God bond among us, it is different—it is just ballet. It WILL help me in worship and bring me greater skill and excellence and discipline, but it isn’t the same. Oh how I miss it.

I had an epiphany as I prayed today. It was a happy but tough one. More on that later.

No word on job situations--it is too soon. I wish I had assurance NOW.

Well, 45 minutes until my day is filled with freshmen.