I took 3 classes from May to July and had about 2 weeks of “summer” before my last semester of college started in August. I spent my summer inside reading, and really felt like I missed out. All of fall semester I felt worn out and mentally exhausted. Here I am, graduated and moving back to New Zealand, where it is summer and I am experiencing fruits of my sacrifice. God restored my season and is giving me the rest I didn’t know I needed. My obedience was purposeful, and it was not overlooked. Here’s to the year that God made it summer again
Yesterday I learned that there is such a thing as an Alpine Parrot—the Kea... and then I met one perched on a van. They’re fat and they waddle around because they can’t really fly and eat all day. I think we might be very similar 😉
I’m here in Aotearoa with my family. I honestly never believed I’d be back here...It’s such a joy getting to show them one of my favorite places, as well as explore some new ones together 😊 I’m a happy camper
Happy Halloweenie!!!!🎃 My plans include eating copious amounts of tacos and binge watching the new Sabrina series (and crying because October is almost over)🤷🏼♀️👻 Hope everyone stuffs their faces with all the candy and has a v spoopy day.
Was going through some old journals thismorning and came across something I wrote about a year ago: “Your heart was dirty. I took your broken heart & I put it in my own chest where it stopped beating on the cross. It was there that your heart of dirt died & I replaced it with my own clean heart. That is the heart that beats inside you now. It is pure and new, just like you. You are a sacrifice worth making”
I got to stay with my favorite aunt this week. It’s always been her dream to have a little potting shed in her yard. When she married my uncle, he built her this. She told me how she stole all of the windows from a neighbor that was throwing them away. The chairs were left in the “throw away” pile when my great aunt passed away—they are now refurbished and well loved. Each item had its own story in this little shed of hers. This was a week that I will treasure.