Monday, August 29, 2011

Reflecting...and thankful

Last night just before midnight, Bekah and Jeremy pulled into my driveway after journeying 16 hours from Springfield, IL. Jere has been living in LA for the past two months, and now Bekah is following. Despite the fact that they could only stay until 4:00 this afternoon, we had the most wonderful day- from start to finish.
Exploring in the mountains, ice cream in Centennial, lunch at a vegetarian restaurant, B&J introducing me to Farkle, me introducing them to Bananagrams.
Whenever Bekah and I are together, life is good. As we spent today making more memories to add to our list, I couldn't help but look at that beautiful girl and think about all that all that she has done in my life. Six years ago I met this shy, strange girl on my first day of college. If you had told me that she would become the best friend I have ever had, I would have laughed at you. When freshman year ended and I wanted to transfer to a school in Vermont, the main reason I chose to stay at Asbury was Bekah. When I was aching from a broken heart and wanted nothing more than to curl up and cry, Bekah was there to hold me. When I felt a call on my heart to reach out to the orphans of China, it only made sense that God had already placed Bekah in my life. When my family moved from the only home I had ever known, Bekah was there to support me and cover me with love. And today, as I struggle with finding community and true deep friendship, there was Bekah. With me in Laramie, WY.

As I look back on our six years of friendship, I praise God. HE placed this girl in my life, and continues to bless me through her daily presence. I am thankful.

Monday, March 7, 2011

6 months. check it out.

Well, I've slacked again. But I'm still kickin'.

It's almost 2:00 am and I'm sitting at work. I've been thinking since I got here about writing a new post, but nothing of huge substance is coming to mind. So I think, once again, this will be a conglomeration of random thoughts and updates to catch you up on my life.

On November 7th I went to church feeling the lowest I've felt since I moved to Wyoming, mainly due to my lack of community here. After writing down a specific prayer request to be sought out, the service closed with my favorite hymn, It Is Well. You can believe me when I say I SANG it! Feeling a little better, I walked out to my car. But before I got there I was literally chased down by the person who had been sitting next to me, who just wanted to make sure we were introduced and that I was wished a good week. Did I mention that 10 minutes earlier I had prayed to be sought out? That was the day things turned around for me in Laramie, and I stopped counting down the days to June 18th.

With that, I'm pretty sure I'm going to be staying here for at least another year after Wes and Loryn's wedding. The plan had been to apply to grad school, most likely Louisville, but I was just getting NO motivation. Which was super frustrating for sure, but I just have to trust God's guidance. I'm really seeing lots of blessings here, and constant reminders of God's faithfulness in my doubt. I just have this feeling like I have more to do here, so I need to be patient and let God do it.

After a few months of searching, I have found a church home. I thought I had found it in Harvest Christian, the church where I was chased after in the parking lot :). But then on Christmas Eve I went to Grace Baptist with the Fultons, and felt so comfortable. I went back the first Sunday of the New Year to see what a regular service was like, and all I could think was how much it feels like Franklin. Small congregation with a huge heart. The sermon is simple, straightforward, and so genuine. And the people are SO intentional. Which is just what I need right now.

The day after Christmas I flew to San Jose for a whirlwind trip, both for Paul and Christina's wedding and for the chance to see everyone. It was a fantastic trip- emotionally exhausting, but very worth it. I miss having Ryan and Bree in my daily life.

Wyoming sunsets never get old. Sunrises either.
I love this cat. Like, seriously.

I love having Winter again.
I miss Vermont, pretty much ALL the time. And that gets annoying, because I can only do so much about it. But as long as I can get everything figured out with my housing situation, I'm pretty sure I will be heading that way for Memorial Day weekend. Fingers are crossed.
I love my brother, and I love Loryn. I am so thankful that God brought me here and for this time in our lives. I know I will forever cherish this. Today after church I went over to their new apartment (which is Loryn's until the wedding). We had pancakes and bacon for lunch, then sat and played Imaginiff. I'm so thankful for family, and for moments like that.

A year ago right now I was in Wyoming, coming to see if I felt confirmation regarding moving here or not. It is crazy to think of all that God did in my heart during that weekend, and all that He has done since then.

This feels like a really boring post. Bummer. Hopefully I can do better next time. And by next time I mean sometime sooner than 6 months from now.

So much love.