right here, right now.
for every line on my body i want 1,000 stories.
of this i am certain. this 9th day of august, 2010: i am 21 years old. i love Jesus and accept whole-heartedly His open armed sacrifice for an eternity with my Maker. i am a single woman. i am still in recovery for a two & a half year long eating disorder. i feel at home in kansas city. i get pure joy from taking photographs & am blessed beyond the ends of this earth that i actually get paid to do it. so what now? which road do i take?
college. art. photography. travel. men. family. friends. home.
this summer has been extraordinary. i am catching glimpses of who He designed me to be. my passionate nature has gotten me into trouble over the years, & as i look down at my tattooed wrist, my passion mocks me. in my own handwriting. i love to create. i love God. i love people. i wear my heart on my sleeve. always. is there something i am missing where my gifts can be valued & best serve Him? these are the answers in which i am seeking.
also. it is quite profound for a woman to wake up one morning & realize she is ready to be a wife. this happened to me a month ago. i am ready to be pursued into marriage. it’s strange to say this out loud (or in a blog) this is not to say i will try men on like pairs of shoes until one fits. i will wait for the clear cut sign that the Lord has me where He wants me; in the arms of the man He knows will purposely, intentionally, & willingly lead me closer to Him. & if this means i don’t marry until i’m 48, then so be it. my heart is open but so are my eyes.
