Its the moment I’ve been dreading…Week 7 officially kicked off tonight.

I’ll never do another opening celebration this year. Never greet a new group of spitfires. Never play awkward name games and force my babies to do push up when they act like they’re too cool to cheer.

I’ve always been overly sentimental. I don’t like knowing a chapter of my life is closing forever…Its much too final. But eventually, everything must come to a close, and that is where I find myself tonight.

In light of this, I’m attempting to blog once a day for the rest of my time here. Clay told us that when we look back on our time at Fuge 6 months from now, week 7 is the one we will remember. I want to document it in every way possible. More than that, I want to make it worth remembering. I would say its time to go big or go home, but in reality, its time to go big and then go home.

Pray for a week of transformation among these students. The Lord has begun an incredible work in Panama City Beach this summer. Join me in praying that he will see it to a powerful completion in the last days he has given us.

Once again, I’m begging you to wreck lives Father. Blow me away.