I finished school with the boys at 2 o'clock and everyone left to go to the park. . I had this overwhelming desire to pray and spend time with God. There was this undescribable tugging at my heart like it was an emergency I had to spend time with him RIGHT NOW. Intense. I haven't experienced that many times before. . . So I grabbed my skateboard ( Read more... )

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Yesterday I spent a LONG time relaying my adventures on this Livejournal, and then they got erased because the computer had knocked me off the internet without my knowledge, so I'm going to try this again, and if it doesn't work, I'll take it as a sign from God that I'm just not supposed to write about my trip. . . this is so time consuming ( Read more... )

Well, I am, of all places, at Charlie Buck's house right now. HOW? you may well ask, are you at Charlie's house when you're supposed to be halfway to London? WELL. . .you see it's like this. Jeremy and I are driving to the airport. LAX to be exact, and we get lost. We thought it was right off the 101 and in fact it is off the 405. . . so, in rush ( Read more... )

My room is still a wreck, I have something to give to Kristen Hurlburt, yarn that Anicia could probably use, clothes my sister may or may not want, and a box full of books I don't know what to do with. . . I leave tommorow morning at 10:15. . . Dear Lord help me. I have been so excited about going back to India all along, but now that it comes down ( Read more... )

Well, I officially bought my ticket to India. I leave the 25th of Jan. and DUM dum dum DUM . . I get to spend a day in London. Hurray! I'm very excited about seeing the Coalwells again, they're my second family. I'm excited to see what God is going to do this next year, because it's going to be GOOD. I'm excited about going back to India, the real ( Read more... )

I just went for a walk, and the earth is alive with new grass. . . The air is pulsing with the song of birds, and the wild turkeys throwing in their dissonant calls. . . I love this place. This corner of the world that God let me grow up in. I discovered life here, for the first time. . . bending over mushrooms marveling at how they force their way ( Read more... )

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I think I fall in love too easily. . . but that's besides the point. I am tired and lonely and Jesus is holding my hand and drawing me close. He comforts me like his little girl after a nightmare, and then tells me to go out and fight like a soldier. . . You know when Wendy was telling stories in Peter Pan, and she's wearing her nightgown and a a ( Read more... )

Well, here I am in Mississippi and a lot has happened. I've seen someone meet Jesus for the first time, I've ripped out antique sinks from nasty old houses, I've thrown a Christmas party for kids; I've wrapped about 300 Christmas presents. I learned how to play some new songs on my friend David's guitar (and now he has left and taken it with him ( Read more... )