Feb 8...in the NOBTS dorm

It is strange to be in the dorm today hearing life around me as I try to read a book about transformation.  My dorm room is located right next to the door to enter the hall...just as it was in 2000.  I hear those sounds, read part of this book, and then recall the day my faith changed.  The first time that I was questioned about my beliefs in real life...not just for a paper.  That phone call telling me that I wasn't accepted yet.  Having to still drive all the way to Carver then sit in the office tears streaming down my face not understanding any of it.  Listening to Jennifer tell me a little about what NAMB told her to check about.  It is tough feeling all those feels again...battling the rightness of being here.  I really haven't thought much on it in the last 7 years or so, because i haven't been surrounded by that life.  Thankful for this text book to remind me of the transformation that i have made since that horrible call and following month.