Reading Terminal Market Neon Signs (1/3)

Can’t wait to go back to all of this :)

14th April, MondayReblog

As the school year is starting to wrap up and I realize just how quickly grad school is approaching (and then the rest of life after that, eep), I’m actually finding that I just want to move on to the next part of my life now. Don’t get me wrong - I am content with the way my life is now. College has been amazing and I’m immensely grateful for all the joy and trials that I have experienced these past few years. But for some reason, I’m so ready to move on. I keep wanting to move at a quicker pace than what my circumstances allow for right now. Y’all have probably experienced the constant, unexpected changes that come with being in college, so you understand what I’m talking about right? It kind of just leaves you…exhausted, and you just want to skip all this stuff, get your degree, and start to settle down. Yeah, that’s how I feel. But wanting this gets in the way of me living life as a college student, which I really do love. 

The biggest problem I see arising from this is that I have this diminished desire to keep building upon what God has given me on campus. If I’m being completely honest, there are times when I would much rather invest in my church and my older friends and my career instead of school. What scares me even more is that sometimes I feel apathetic about my attitude. Then my thought process comes to an abrupt halt because God incessantly reminds me to be in the present.

I think that’s my biggest problem, that I never live in the present. Usually I’m too busy planning for the future (and when I’m not doing that, I’m stuck in the past). Looking ahead and looking back aren’t inherently bad things, but when it becomes a selfish desire to stay one step ahead and be in control, then it doesn’t leave much room for God to do his thing, does it? When it limits my ability to be fully present for what is happening NOW, that’s when I need to take a step back. I can’t forget that God designates a time and place for everything. Right now I am an undergraduate student living in a beautiful city, and I am serving in my campus fellowship and other school activities because he called me to all of these things. 

So where to go from here? I think I know what I should be doing: first, thanking God for what he has given me thus far in college. I should be asking him for the strength to balance everything - school, church, campus ministry, relationships. I should be listening to him, and I mean really listening. And I should be praying that God would grow my heart for all of these things because he cares about them. 

Meh. The process of growing up involves so much change, which has always been something that I always refuse to embrace until I have no other choice but to do so. But I guess those changes are what God uses to challenge us, to stretch us beyond our comfort zones so that we can experience his love and grace, and so that he can mold us into who he intended us to be. I pray for him to open my heart up so I can welcome whatever he has set before me. 

13th April, SundayReblog
Your emptiness is but the preparation for your being filled, and your casting down is but the making ready for your lifting up.

— Charles Spurgeon (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: godmoves)

13th April, SundayReblog

Langston Hughes, “April Rain Song”


Langston Hughes, “April Rain Song”

12th April, SaturdayReblog
I feel like I’m living in Tumblr or Pinterest 👌 (at Puritan & Co.)

I feel like I’m living in Tumblr or Pinterest 👌 (at Puritan & Co.)

4th April, FridayReblog
a typical morning

Decided to do one of the suggested writing prompts (thanks, wordsthatyousay !). 

Most people know that I am not a morning person; it’s really hard for me to get out of bed and become fully awake. It’s already past 10 o’clock, and I should be well awake by now, but instead I’m falling asleep (and during my dean’s host duties…woops). But I digress…

I’m usually awake around 8 or so (depends on the day). I turn off the 5+ alarms that I set the night before PLUS the sleep cycle alarm that I set, stay in bed for another 5 minutes, then finally go shower and brush my teeth. I get dressed, put on any face products I feel like putting on, dry my hair, make coffee, and head out the door. Most of the time I’ll try and make a to-do list for the day. There isn’t anything particularly special about my mornings. I will say that I find it ironic that even though mornings are always rough for me, I would still prefer to get my day started early so that I have time for everything that I have to do. Sigh, so little time and so much to do…

2nd April, WednesdayReblog

Streets of Philly | Pennsylvania (by Andrew Gowen)


Streets of Philly | Pennsylvania (by Andrew Gowen)

30th March, SundayReblog
When a woman has a kingdom heart, she has an active understanding of what matters most to the heart of God. She lives in the balance of passion and contentment. She learns to love well, give without regard to self, and forgive without hesitation. The woman with a kingdom heart may have a duffel bag full of possessions or enough treasures to fill a mansion, but she has learned to hold them with an open hand. Hold everything with open hands. I don’t think we are ever allowed to grab hold of anything or anyone as though they matter more than the kingdom of heaven. When you hold relationships with open hands, then people come in and out of your life as gifts of grace to be cherished and enjoyed, not objects to be owned and manipulated. And then when you hold your dreams with open hands, you get to watch God resurrect what seemed dead and multiply what seemed small.

— Angela Thomas (via kvtes)

(Source: heartbeatofatwentysomething)

27th March, ThursdayReblog
I have an itch

to write, and it won’t go away because although I want to, I haven’t found anything that inspires me. I don’t know what to write about. Or maybe I do and I’m not because I fear that writing will make everything all too real, which is scary. I don’t know.

Well anyway, that’s what’s up. Any suggestions?

25th March, TuesdayReblog


We’re all stories in the end

24th March, MondayReblog