i haven't written in awhile. i started a post about how this year has been so full of the unexpected, so full of the spectrum of life, ebbing and flowing from joy to sadness, from fear to peace, and back again. the post was complete with pictures of the happenings of 2011 so far...which has by far been, and will continue to be, a year full of changes i never expected (but have mostly welcomed, nonetheless). i never finished it. it's still sitting in draft mode. instead, i want to write about the many thoughts i'm processing. i am, however, finding it more difficult to express them than i originally considered. so i guess i'll go with one. about a week ago i started listening to the series andy stanley did at northpoint earlier this year for singles called the new rules for love, sex, and dating (and, by the way, kudos to him for preaching an entire 4 week series focused solely on the single and dating people, rather than a series on marriage and devoting one week to ...
Learning to live courageously and love ferociously, following God one step at a time, desiring to be part of a story bigger than me.