I'm not gonna lie...I've been avoiding my blog like the plague. Immediately after returning to the States from Honduras, I needed to process my trip. As soon I as I was finally ready to share my story, I completely ran out of time. I still don't have time to go through the entire week and immerse myself in the stories I want to remember forever. I wrote everything while I was there, so hopefully that'll be enough for the rest of my life. Cause bloggin' just ain't happenin'.
I've also been sick literally all week. I've missed some class, been coughing my head off, and just generally feel awful. Yesterday, a tire blew on my car. Yesterday, Piper tried to eat my debit card.
Despite all of these small things, this week hasn't been horrible. My sister had a great interview for a nursing job in Huntsville, we've made huge decisions and plans about her bachelorette weekend, and she is getting closer to her big day(s) this summer. I am so beyond happy for her!
All right. Softball game. Hopefully Wal-Mart. And sleeeeeep.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
happy place.
One week from today, I will be worshiping our Father in my happy place. My dear friend reminded me of this just now. I am so grateful for her adventurous and loving spirit; she is constantly keeping me in check. She is just as excited about me going to Honduras as I am, and that means so so much. I think that lately, because I'm helping lead the team to Honduras, that I've gotten bogged down in the logistics and planning and worrying...and I've lost sight of some of the beautiful aspects of the trip. How could I have let that happen? Dear Krista, thank you for re-focusing my attention.
Nan and Becca came to visit this weekend, and it was wonderful to see (part of) my family. I didn't realize how deeply I missed them until they pulled out of my driveway today. Piper has been sitting at the window all day, expecting them to return. Poor puppy.
Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe I'm pms-ing (sorry). Maybe I'm just emotional. But it seems like my life plan changes everyday. My opinions, my perspectives, my dreams...they all constantly change. Some days, I want to go to graduate school, sometimes Auburn and sometimes UT Knoxville. Some days, I just want to graduate and be done with school forever. Sometimes, I want to get married now. No more waiting. Sometimes, the fact that I even think about having a boy roommate for the rest of my life makes me want to run until my legs fall off. Occasionally, I want to live for at least a year in Honduras. Or Spain. Or anywhere different, really. But I freak out about leaving Piper for a week for Honduras or four for Madrid!
I want to be proud of my life. I want to be proud of everything I do and every accomplishment under my belt. But I think it's more important for God to be proud of those things. I think He's making my mind change. He's trying to show me that He is in control, that He has a plan, and that ultimately nothing I want or desire matters. I know these things, but I lose them sometimes. They get lost up in my head and float around, waiting to take anchor when God decides I need some reminding.
On a happier note, I AM GOING TO STUDY ABROAD IN SPAIN THIS SUMMER! It's for 4 weeks, as I mentioned earlier, and it's in Madrid. I get to stay with a family and take small trips and maybe some big, European trips too. I've hesitated about studying abroad because...the people in my classes couldn't tell me anything substantial about their study abroad experiences. Hellur! You spent a semester in Spain! And all you can talk about is how you went out every night and how much money your parents had to send you to pay your tab?! (Disclaimer: I'm not trying to come across as judgmental...just disappointed as a Spanish major.)
Rant complete. Needless to say, I have been concerned about which American will be my roommate and who I will be friends with when everyone else is not-so-sober. God. Provided. BIG TIME. Through some wonderful old friendships, I met some incredibly godly girls going to Madrid. My future roommate told me she knows God has big plans for us this summer. Lord, thank you for making EVERYTHING a project to further your Kingdom!
Nan and Becca came to visit this weekend, and it was wonderful to see (part of) my family. I didn't realize how deeply I missed them until they pulled out of my driveway today. Piper has been sitting at the window all day, expecting them to return. Poor puppy.
Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe I'm pms-ing (sorry). Maybe I'm just emotional. But it seems like my life plan changes everyday. My opinions, my perspectives, my dreams...they all constantly change. Some days, I want to go to graduate school, sometimes Auburn and sometimes UT Knoxville. Some days, I just want to graduate and be done with school forever. Sometimes, I want to get married now. No more waiting. Sometimes, the fact that I even think about having a boy roommate for the rest of my life makes me want to run until my legs fall off. Occasionally, I want to live for at least a year in Honduras. Or Spain. Or anywhere different, really. But I freak out about leaving Piper for a week for Honduras or four for Madrid!
I want to be proud of my life. I want to be proud of everything I do and every accomplishment under my belt. But I think it's more important for God to be proud of those things. I think He's making my mind change. He's trying to show me that He is in control, that He has a plan, and that ultimately nothing I want or desire matters. I know these things, but I lose them sometimes. They get lost up in my head and float around, waiting to take anchor when God decides I need some reminding.
On a happier note, I AM GOING TO STUDY ABROAD IN SPAIN THIS SUMMER! It's for 4 weeks, as I mentioned earlier, and it's in Madrid. I get to stay with a family and take small trips and maybe some big, European trips too. I've hesitated about studying abroad because...the people in my classes couldn't tell me anything substantial about their study abroad experiences. Hellur! You spent a semester in Spain! And all you can talk about is how you went out every night and how much money your parents had to send you to pay your tab?! (Disclaimer: I'm not trying to come across as judgmental...just disappointed as a Spanish major.)
Rant complete. Needless to say, I have been concerned about which American will be my roommate and who I will be friends with when everyone else is not-so-sober. God. Provided. BIG TIME. Through some wonderful old friendships, I met some incredibly godly girls going to Madrid. My future roommate told me she knows God has big plans for us this summer. Lord, thank you for making EVERYTHING a project to further your Kingdom!
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