Walking on Water

// You call me out upon the waters / The great unknown, where feet may fail /

It was a hot night in June 2014 when I first heard these lyrics.  I was surrounded by people - many of which I knew, and even more that I did not - yet my heart felt so alone.

/ And there I find You in the mystery / In oceans deep, my faith will stand /

I mumbled along with the song, pretending I knew the words, looking around me at the crowded camp dining hall, wondering why God had brought me here again.  It had been a hard year for me, and my choice to return to GLBC had been a halfhearted one.  "Why not?" I had thought.  "God's not giving me an exact answer, and I have nothing else to do..."

Grace and Misadventures

Do you ever feel like you can’t catch your breath?

No, I’m not talking about physically - though I often feel that way from going up and down my stairs a few too many times in a row.  It’s something I should be working on, but I always find excuses.  (:

I’m talking about emotionally, spiritually.  Do you ever have those times when it feels like you’ve been metaphorically running, to or from something, and your lungs are burning with every breath and your chest is squeezing with pressure and your mind is reeling and your eyes are stinging and you just simply can’t anymore?

That’s how the last week has been for me, and for some reason, it was more intense than I could have anticipated it to be.

Welcome.

Intermittent missionary.  Wannabe artist.  Lover of adventures, food, and Jesus.  Just a young adult trying to live the best life possible.