Friday, December 7, 2012


     This evening I am sitting at the kitchen table listening to Vicki, Gary and their worship band  practice for Sunday morning, and I am reminded that God has indeed orchestrated this semester for me.

      Four months ago, I was living at my dad's, and fretting/worrying about going back to Memphis and finding a place to live. It was touch and go, and every day I woke up I had decided the opposite of the day before. I didn't know what to do. If I went back to Memphis, I was going alone, and that was really hard.  It was also really hard to admit that I was no where near graduating if I went. What the heck was I doing. There were no safety nets (no family). I was having incredible depression phases, and struggling to get over from a gluten intolerance and it's effects on my have been playing my brain the past 13 years..

     But I knew that in my discomfort I was growing. I remember leaving moms house in tears and very upset, "Well I better go, if I'm going to go at all."

And look now!! I am so blessed to feel like I have never left home. How beautiful...