i think i know what it means to come to the end of yourself. and i’m not really sure i signed up for this. i thought i was agreeing to a fantastically beautiful, adventurous, and purposeful life. and i was. but i also unknowingly signed up for surrendering all my desires. and no longer getting to choose…
i expected beauty. but not this much. i expected a loving church family. but not this much love. i expected life to change. and it has, and is, and will in far more significantly orchestrated ways. i expected people to expect things and for perfection to be the bar i set for myself….
before i moved here, i envisioned so many things. i collaged a picture of virginia with a thousand images i have collected in life. half of them, no known origin. i saw rolling hills filled with trees of gold, amber, and ruby leaves. farms and beautiful old steeples. i saw wooden buckets overflowing with fresh…
so i realize that i am basically in the middle of the hiatus and probably should have mentioned this sooner. but i have no time to upload any of the many photos i have taken or blog about the things i am feeling or all the wonderful things our friends have done for us to…
love you. God is stretching you and that is good because He loves you.