today i spent a while organizing and backing up photos on my computer . well, let me rephrase : i spent a few minutes backing everything up and then i spent way too long looking through all the photos and remembering the good gifts of this semester . it's been grace, every moment of it . so i thought i'd share a few of my favorite pictures and memories . . .
i can't tell you how many times i've just gotten in my car and driven to the mountains this semester . it's my way to get alone, listen to worship music, enjoy the view, and de-stress .
i'm tempted to say that i wish this photo didn't define the first month of my semester, but that isn't entirely true . i'm so thankful for those weeks of sickness . there were days i couldn't get out of bed and even once i appeared to be feeling better, there were lingering headaches and side effects . i was a mess, but Jesus was faithful . he was there, every moment . i grew so much and learned to trust Him more during those weeks of being so sick .
this . this is what i wish happened more : driving to my favorite spot, watching the sunrise or sunset, and writing freely .
oh society soccer games, how i love you . one of my friends played on a team (that won the championship ! WOOT !) and i went to every one of his soccer games . it was one of the best decisions of the semester -- and usually ended in a milkshake run, which is always a party .
friday morning tradition : iced coffee & everything bagel before class .
this book is the most precious thing i own . every girl i counseled this wrote me a note at the end of their week of camp . i put them all together in a notebook, added in photos and ways i can pray for each of them, and it's the greatest . i pray through it often (and find myself missing these girls pretty badly !)
yeah, this is me . sitting in my spot, watching the sky . also, this is my struggle of a van . i'm about to tape a sign to one of the automatic doors that says "DO NOT OPEN THIS DOOR OR YOU WILL BE THE ONE THAT HAS TO SPEND 30 MINUTES TRYING TO FORCE IT TO SHUT." . . . and you think i'm exaggerating . . .
key word : procrastination . listening to music, dance parties, ukulele, writing letters, painting . . . it's all just an effort to avoid studying . i've gotten good at it . too good, probably .
food / milkshake runs & driving with my little brother (we have a playlist called "dance party" that we blast as we drive, and we know every word to every song now) . . it's my favorite tradition i started this semester .
early morning drives to work mean i find gorgeous frost patterns on my window .
i've been incredibly blessed this semester with fantastic people all around me . roommates, girls on my hall, best friends that make the best movie buddies, friends that join in early morning and late night adventures (regardless of what they might have been doing when they got the "MILKSHAKE RUN NOW" text) . Jesus, thank you for this gift of a semester . i'm sad to see it end . . . .
