Well, as I said I would a week ago, I have now changed the address to this blog, which you have probably figured out if you're reading this. =) Rather than my original idea, I decided to go with "gracetolight.blogspot.com." As much as I loved the "xmercy" in the name, I figured that is only one (albeit important) part of this blog now, so it would make more sense to have a more general name.
I've got a lot of work to do in the near future on the X-Mercy stuff. A few messages to write to women who are considering going to Mercy, in particular. For those of you who pray, I would appreciate your prayers on that. I really want to write to these women, and feel a great responsibility to share my story with them, but I've found that writing out my story is really difficult for me. Partially because of the emotions and the memories it brings back, and partially because there's just so much to say, that I don't know where to start. I don't want to overwhelm anyone with too much information, but at the same time I don't want to give too little information. And I want to give the right information, rather than getting stuck on a lot of less important points. So it's important for me to find a balance. And also just to be able to organize my thoughts, which can be really difficult when writing about a subject like this. (The essay I wrote last year for my composition class was originally going to be at least twice as long as it ended up -- for example, I didn't even get into the whole mind control thing! I can say a LOT on this subject.)
The good news in my personal life is that I really feel like I'm starting to build up a good support system, between friends at church and school. I feel like maybe I'm starting to find that sense of community again, which I have missed so much since WWC. I feel like I'm beginning to rebuild my faith in God, and just made a couple of new friends last night that I'm hoping will help to hold me accountable in spending time reading my Bible and in prayer and worship. I feel like maybe there is some sense of stability that is slowly coming back to my life: knowing that my life and my hope are built on the firm foundation of Jesus Christ. That doesn't mean it's going to be smooth sailing -- I often compare life to the experience I had cliff-jumping during my year at WWC (perhaps I will elaborate on that later). But the key is to remember that no matter how out of control life feels, GOD is always IN control. And He won't let me fall -- I cannot fall out of His hand. And that gives me a lot of hope and peace, just knowing that, and reminding myself of that truth. =)