There's an essence of surrender; a feeling of hope exemplified by my arms lifted in front of the vast ocean.
I guess you could say that I'm in a season of my life where I'm learning how to surrender and let go of my past life, my insecurities, my frustration, and my control. God wants all of me. I'm throwing up my hands in surrender. I am immersed in his presence, his love, and his way. Pure relief.
That's not really the point of this blog. I wanted to catch up on my 12 months of love.
Since I came back to school, I've neglected the challenge. These last few months have been more challenging tasks: Seek truth and ignore rude, mean, or awful thoughts toward others, protect the reputation of others, trust the word of those you love and have discernment with others. I'm not really sure how to do them.
Honestly, I haven't really been trying. Blah. I don't want to talk about this anymore.
I miss home. I love school SO much! Everything about it. English Lit is where I'm supposed to be. There's a peace in where I am, and I like that! Megan's amazing. I like her a lot. We have fun. I'm so excited to see where God takes me and what he does with my life.
Well, that's the catsup and mustard. I remember in elementary when teachers would say it's catchup and mustard time. I hate when people call ketchup catsup. That's why I named this blog the way I did.
Goooooodbye random.
Picture by Tessa Ratner
