A good friend shared this verse with me the other day and it continues to dumbfound me every time I read it.
But me he caught—reached all the way
from sky to sea; he pulled me out
Of that ocean of hate, that enemy chaos,
the void in which I was drowning.
They hit me when I was down,
but God stuck by me.
He stood me up on a wide-open field;
I stood there saved—surprised to be loved!Psalm 18: 16-19
While I was in school, I studied accounting. This involves numbers, details, analysis, etc. While this stuff is all very much me and how my mind works, I am so ready for a break! To me, summer means focusing on the other half of my brain that has slowly atrophied these past 4 years. I am ready to break open the abstract and uncertain world of creativity, imagination, and faith.
Time to explore and grow:
- GOD.
- music.
- meaningful conversations.
- art.
- scrapbooking.
- literature.
- nature.
Let summer begin!
