Then came Sunday--the Reconciled tour. *Insert ominous music here* I got up at 5:15 so as to be up, ready, with all my stuff at the bus at 6:30 to check in all of the wind symphony people. I was running on about 2 hours of sleep, which made for a very tiring day, but I think it got me all emotionally prepped for what I was playing. It was actually really beautiful when we played the two services at the Presbyterian church down in the Auburn-ish area. God was definitely present for both services, and it caused me to almost cry (I had to concentrate just enough on playing that I didn't) in just the sheer joy of being so close to God. The concert back at SPU that night, however, was the icing on the cake. It was loud, but glorious. For all my whining about how tired I was afterwards, I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
Yesterday was just full of practicing and normal Monday stuff. It's kind of hard to enter the real world again after such an experience (post-camp feelings, anyone?), but by today, I think I've settled back into the routine.
As for what reflections I've done in the last few days? There's been a lot of prayer involved, and assurance by those close to me, but I'm finally beginning to see how far I've come these last few years. I feel as though there's not much left of the girl I was in high school, and I'm not sad about it. I like who I am now much better. I'm more respectful, mature, and honestly, a lot happier. I've become closer to God, and I actually care about what I'm doing, in school, and definitely when it comes to my horn. There's lots left to learn, but I know I'm on the right path to figuring it all out as it happens.
~Allie
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