For the past four months, I have been a wanderer. But when I get to the bottom of it, I don't believe I was lost. I was in such a season of adventure. I was ready for whatever the Lord threw at me, and boy... was it good. But now, I have a plan. I can't count the number of conversations between my sweet Jesus and I that have gone something like this:
Me: Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you for ____________!
Sweet Jesus: Girl, you know I got your back. Did you really doubt that I wouldn't give you the desires of your heart?
Yes, the Lord and I talk like that. Honestly though, He knows me. I am in awe of the sweet blessings He gives me even when I fail Him big. And I mean, BIG. Who deserves this? Definitely not me. But hey, I'll take it. And for that, thanks Jesus. You are TOO good to me.
In less than two months I will be heading back to the mountains. I'll get to be with all the indians in New Mexico and meet a whole new group of people that will hopefully become my summer bestfriends. I can barely talk about this without tears of joy flowing down my face. I get so worked up about it sometimes that I can barely get my words out right. There is so much left to do. Hike up Baldy, see a bear, figure out why there are life-size dinosaurs on the side of the road on the drive to Santa Fe. These things have been somewhat haunting my mind for the past 7 months. Thinking, I won't ever get to have those experiences. I was wrong. Praise the Lord. He is good. I am so thankful that I am known and that He wants this for me. Thank you, thank you, thank you.