I love that when I sign into this account, there is a button that says write. That to me gives me freedom to write what’s been on my heart. What’s been filling my mind instead of psychology and religion. To get it out. Then I press publish. For all the world to see. Or I guess who ever clicks on my blog, joy soaked words.
I haven’t really updated my readers on life. What is going on. The crazy that has erupted. I am weeks deep in readings, I have one more midterm standing between me and exams, and my soul is weary. I want to take the time for Jesus, to soak in his presence, but I catch myself getting busy with the worldly things before I take time for the Godly things. Papers? Worldly. Midterms? Worldly. How many times I change my outfit in the morning? Worldly. But taking time to sit with Jesus, in his presence, that’s Godly. It’s life changing. Life altering.
I talk about finding a Godly husband one day, one who loves the Lord more then anything in the world. But I can’t even call myself someone who would make a Godly wife if I am not taking the time to spend with him.
The world crowds my view. It yells at me that I need to lose weight. I need an A on that project. It yells that I will never find a Godly husband. It yells that I will never date again. It yells lies. Over and over and over again. Sometimes I let my guard down and I listen.
When I listen, it reminds me how much I need Jesus.
It reminds me how much I need Jesus.
The world reminds me how much I need Jesus.
The father has been showing me how easy I let the world define who I am. He has been showing me how he is still in the world.
He is still in the world.
He is still in the pain. He is still in the broken. He is still in the world.
I’ve talked about this before, but again I need my Jesus goggles and now I need my Jesus earphones.
So that I may only see him. Hear him. When everything else is crashing down around me, his peace settles my anxious heart.
I realized that I never really updated you on everything. So yeah. I am now an english major, mission and ministry minor. I have this passion burning in my heart about reaching out. I am loving it here. I have met these incredible girls, heart mates as I call them. Encouragers. Lovers. Jesus followers. They are passionate and they inspire me to do the same.
I will not let the world define who I am.
The father defines me.
His love. Joy. Grace.
Hugs + bear hugs always,