well...it has been a while since i have added to my blog...last week was finals week, and i feel pretty good about the semester. I have learned so much about God's faithfulness, and how his faithfulness is not dependent on my faithfulness. God is faithful, that is who he is, and he has plans for us that are way better than we could ever imagine up or try to orchestrate on our own. I am learning so much more about what it means to trust in him, and a result of that trust is ultimately surrender. i feel like i am barely scratching the surface when it comes to understanding all of this, but i have fallen more in love with my Savior these past few months, and looking back at this past year, i can clearly see God's hand directing me to where i am now. It is easy to try to imagine what the end result of all of this will be, and to try to plan my life now for what might happen in the future. However, I know that I must learn to take it day by day, moment by moment living for Christ. One of my favorite quotes.."wherever you are, be there." I don't want to miss out on what is in store for me know by living too far ahead.
Saturday morning, about 12:30 am, justin and katie arrived at moody to pick me up and bring me home...didn't get back until 5 am...was pretty tired...slept until 3 in the afternoon. It is so nice to be home, surrounded by trees, grapevinyards, horses, and of course...
the smell of dad's cooking
mom waking up at 5am
jeanette riding horses down the hill with student in tow
mom falling asleep on the couch around 9, sleeping soundly and then finally going to bed around 10.
dad falling asleep around 10, sleeping soundly until 11, calling the cat inside the house, doing dishes, then going to bed.
TVEC talk
filling water tanks, moving hoses, throwing hay
seeing 5 people i know in the check-out at the grocery store
leaving the car unlocked in the parking lot with keys inside
contemplating with katie if the horse treats in the fridge are alright for human consumption
black skies at night, bright stars
the smell of freshly cut grass
the sound of horses running in the pasture
home.
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miss you, mar.
love, bethany
Mar,
As I type this you are boarding a plane in Minneapolis. In three hours we'll be going for a nighttime walk, scheming about our film and catching up...
We should have taken a chance on those horse treats..maybe Mom still has them..
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