As I headed out of the house today for my daily afternoon run my goal was to beat the rain. Once I got to the top of the huge hill from my driveway I came to realize this was not going to be possible. The clouds were letting out some really loud rumbles and I knew there was no turning back. It didn’t really start to rain until I had one mile left to go and I was kinda like really I am almost done, but as I started to get completely soaked I completely embraced it. The only I thing I could think about was grace like RAIN fall down on me. And then the last mile seemed to fly by as I thought how the Lord pours grace down on me everyday that I don’t deserve at all. By the time I was running down the hill to my house I did not want it to end one bit. I don’t think I have ever been so satisfied with a run in a long time. I was doing something I love and it was just a reminder that every time I head out for a run I should glorify God the entire time and thank him for the endless grace he gives me daily.
This story is long over due to share with you, it makes me laugh whenever I tell it. So here it is. The Saturday after reading day and before finals Stephen, Leland, Cameron and I met at Plato’s Closet to try and sell back some clothes. After walking in, dropping off our clothes, and walking out we all decided that it is the weirdest clothing store ever. While they sifted through Stephen’s pink polos and Cameron’s roommate’s clothes we wondered over to Boarders and TJ Maxx. After about 30 mins we picked it up and Cameron made about 25 bucks and Stephen made about 37 bucks! So they wanted to spend there earnings on a good steak from Outback. So I met up with Laura Quilling (aka Texas) and headed down under to the Outback. When we walked in we said that we were with the reservation under “Stephen”, “Terry”, “Leland”, “Fay”, and the women just stared at us like we were crazy. So right before I put our name down for a table I said do you have any reservations for 8:30 and she looked up confused and said “yes, but the name is Voldemort.” Laura and I glanced at each other shared some laughter and said “YESSSS that’s us!!!!”
The sunshine has been incredible today after a evening of intense thunder and lighting, one of the many aspects of summer I love along with the hot days to follow that last forever and the pure relaxation that I try to embrace. But this summer I want to enjoy these things of course, but I want to love on people and be intentional with everyone even more.
At the beginning of each summer I make a list about what I want to do or get done over the summer and at the end of every summer I look back and feel like I fail miserably at many of the things I wrote down. I want this summer to be different. To enjoy every moment, be real with people, and love overwhelmingly is what I want the summer to be about. Everyday is a day that the Lord has blessed us with and we should embrace each day and rejoice and be thankful in whatever it brings.
Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves.
PS - I love being able to hop on tumblr and read about how everyones summer adventures are beginning whether they are in a different town, or hey even on the other side of the world on a different continent!
Since I dropped all my bags at the foot of the bed on Wednesday afternoon at home, or do I say my parents house, the days have consisted of unpacking, cleaning, organizing, and repeat. I will say the smell of coffee every morning has made it easier to be eager to complete these chores. I love being at home with my cherished family and friends, but at the same time my heart longs to be in the ATH with other cherished friends and laugh outside on Springdale Street. But right now I am just glad to be in the midst of summer.
my beautiful friend laura wrote this. she is so talented and so wonderful.
To you, a young college girl of 1977,
You were a picture, didn’t you know it? A mermaid swimming in the age of color, your face was light. I know you don’t believe it, but that’s what they said about you. And I’m thankful that my heart is becoming like yours—wild, but innocent.
College is such a whimsical time in life, especially for a girl like you and me. A difficult thing, wasn’t it though?—to keep your eyes focused on the book in front of you. It is for me at least when my mind simply wanders among greener fields. And that’s okay. Our minds are everlasting sketching the perfect drawing of hope. I love that about you and me; we share that same childish heart.
The more I grow into the person I truly want to be, I realize I’m becoming more like you were at this age. And I often look into that brave heart we share in search for truth and wisdom. And so far, it has brought me to a place where I am over the moon for life.
Time has found me here and wrapped me in its embrace, so that I may never grow up. I think I remind the wind and sunsets well of you, and for that the earth has filled my mind with constellations of young love.
And as girls grow into women and lose their freckles, mine remain.
The stars tell me that I am your innocence, and the trees of the forests are convinced I am you. But maybe I am—a time traveler of your unbroken self. Stay here, they say. And they’re right; love will come.
Young college girl, keep your heart high on a kite, and the string tied in a double-knot around your wrist. And if the day comes when your childish heart is broken, remember me, your Neverland.
Little time traveler
“Let this new month bring a soaking in of the moments while they’re here, an appreciation for the little things, a releasing of the past and an accurate view of where you are right now - the beginning of the rest of your life.”
Ami you are great.
Yesterday was what the university likes to call reading day. It was just a strange day from the beginning, I don’t really know how to describe it. But as the evening crept in we ventured to Chick-fil-A for dinner. As we finished dinner we decided to split an ice dream, so I skipped to the counter with excitement and handed the guy my card to pay for the frozen, creamy delight to find I handed him my heath insurance card…not my debit card. Then after enjoying the ice dream and heading back to watch “Bride and Prejudice” my white Gap sandal broke which caused me to somewhat trip, but thank goodness I did not fall.