I haven't blogged in forever, it took me a second to even remember my password! Mainly because I've had so much going on with moving home, but also because I don't think my emotions have been consistent for long enough to write a post haha. But I am home and settling in and enjoying family life and walking places and alone time.
I feel a little like the Lord has put me in 'time-out' until I jolly well restrain my wandering heart. And that can be lonely and I do ache everyday for Texas and those I love there (one in particular!). But its easier in England to see that all aside from Christ is nothingness, since that is all that most are pursuing; which also makes it easier to be an ambassador of love because the contrast is so great. Christ isn't so much in the culture here but he is in me and the Lord is daily winning our ongoing debate that this is what matters most to me. I went to the homeless kitchen my parents volunteer at on Sunday and had an awesome time... but how different it is to provide food without even acknowledging a need for the gospel, as they do at Beautiful Feet. This is the adjustment I am making.
I am glad to be here and I know this is a time of rest and growth, especially with the business of moving to Belfast for university so close. But mainly I am childishly excited because my boy gets here in 4 DAYS and I get to be in his arms again and show him the people and places I love.
"What is man that you are mindful of him?" Psalm 8:4.
