Broken, but hopeful.
- Learning more daily about this large, bustling, and windy city.
- Loving my new church Missio Dei and the community I'm growing in through it.
- Struggling to thrive at work.
- Adoring fall and crunchy leaves.
- Baking all things pumpkin (Try this pumpkin bread -Add a tsp of vanilla and a tad more nutmeg)
- Enjoying being a regular at the farmer's market down the street -especially the flower vendor!
- Headed back for my second football game of the season at Purdue in a few weekends with my sister and her husband. Check out the seats/tickets Joel hooked us up for the last time I went back for a game!
Not bad, eh?
Then even more recently, loved going up to Minneapolis to see one of my dearest friends get married. I got to be a part of their big day too. Their wedding was such an encouragement - It definitely pointed to Jesus and the hope that we can have in the covenant relationship with Christ. A few snapshots that the groom's cousin took with his iPhone during the pictures session. I kind of love them:
God is who He says He is. I'm so thankful for that.
Yet again I find myself in a season where I don't know what's around the corner. HE DOES.
I don't know why I have stirrings in the deepest parts of my soul for something different. HE DOES.
He is sovereign. He makes no mistakes. He loves me. He pursues me. He chose me. He leads me.
I read a post from a friend's blog that resonated with me (enough to awake the sleeping blogger). You should really read the whole thing, but I thought I'd share the end:
When our lives are stripped of their good circumstances, we get to see God as He really is. When we’re bare and feel empty and alone and hurt, we have nowhere else to go but to Him. And He meets us when we go to Him. We get to see that He not only exists, but that He’ll listen to our cries and, somehow, provide comfort. This is when God increasingly becomes a friend. It’s mysterious and it’s tragic and it’s good. Because HE is good.