hello my faithful readers

sorry i haven't gotten back to regular blogging yet. i'm still adjusting to life here at seminary again. i feel like my world is in chaos and all i really want to do is go to sleep. but don't worry about me, after this weekend i think life is going to get better. i'll be on my normal schedule for the first time since i've been here. hopefully, i'll have the motivation to finally unpack and then i can start reading all my homework. it's going to be glorious. but for now, i have to get back to my chaotic life and finish two papers for tomorrow. and then i have two papers for the next day. and then i have to go on a retreat. and then, i will be good. there is always hope!

God has my soul; maine has my thoughts; kansas has my heart; new jersey has my body

Your love, o Lord, reaches to the heavens, Your faithfulness to the skies. Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains, Your justice like the great deep.


here i am ... back in school again. my attitude is getting better but how i long to be elsewhere.

maine has twofold beauty for me. the natural beauty of the ocean meeting the mountains and the beauty of the people that i know are there. i had an amazing summer. words cannot explain. you will never know how i cherish the people, the memories, what maine has become for me. i just pray that some day you find the peace and joy i had there.

i also long to go to my home. i miss my parents and brother. when i get to go home, it will have been a year since i've seen my parents and almost two years since i've seen my brother. i also miss the quietness. the wheat. the cows. the sunsets in the country. the courteous drivers.

but here i am in new jersey. and somehow, i hope this is God's will. in addition to what i hope to learn in classes, i am sure i will be learning lessons of strength and endurance; reliance and trust. praise God for being with me in what i anticipate to be a hard time. praise God for people who remind me of that.


"it is not days or years i seek from You,
not infinity and enormity,
but small things and moments and awareness,
awareness that You are in what i am
and in what i have been indifferent to."
(from "guerillas of grace")