Boy is it good to be home. A simple walk through green space accompanied only by the wild flowers and I am reminded of the peace so freely available to us. Yesterday I chose to ignore any pride and admit momentary defeat: I called my parents and asked them to pick me up from Lancaster…
Continue reading ➞ faith :: unsettled by grace
Happy Monday lovelies! Wowee, the last twenty four hours have been completely the opposite of the contents of my last post. And for that, I am grateful. This morning I had my first written exam of the season. It was not by any means 'good' and there was inevitably so much more I could have…
As I sit outside, the birds tweeting their last tweets, and the sunset filling the sky with a pink hue, I can't help but worry. It is the last thing that I should be doing, yet the only thing I seem to be doing. And I'm no longer quite sure why that is. The dwindling…
