The Waiting Game

I am no longer handcuffed by anxiety. My heart no longer bleeds apprehension. Feelings of relief and excitement are pressed against my heart like an iron-on. I FINISHED MY APPLICATION TO MOODY TODAY!

If you know me well, you understand Moody Bible Institute is and always has been my dream school. When I was a little girl, I would curl up on my bed and pass away the night reading books about missionaries. My imagination would take me to distant lands, filling the shoes of missionary doctors and orphanage owners. Many of my favorite missionaries, such as John and Betty Stam, attended Moody Bible Institute, the oldest missionary training institution on the planet.

At eight-years-old, I decided I wanted to go to Moody too! The college that kept me daydreaming through spelling class as a second grader continues to make my spirits jump.

Twelve hours, six essays, and five reference letters later, I am keeping the dream alive. I have done everything in my power to get in to MBI, the rest is up to God. I feel completely at ease with the entire situation, something I couldn’t say about fifteen minutes ago. God is so much bigger than my crappy application and Moody’s one-fifth acceptance rate! I know He holds my future in His hands and has next year all mapped out for me!

So here I am, playing the endless waiting game. Oh, January 15th could you get here any faster?

That's Grubey, Baby!

I'd like to dedicate today's blog to Mrs. Grube. What graciousness! How tenderhearted! The most generous,compassionate, loving, merciful, sympathetic,soft-hearted,FUN teacher on the face of the earth! Thank you for pushing the paper's deadline back! Forever, I will love you! In payment, I am building a shrine to you out of popsicle sticks.

Oh! And for those of you who do not understand... Mrs. Grube is Carol Brady's better-looking twin.

Itching for Independence

New Friends. New Foes. New Love. New War.

New Buildings. New Battles. New Bathtub.

New City. New Curtains. New Cereal Bowl.

New Sweater. New Squirrels. New Stoplights.

New Monsters. New Clowns. New Passion.

New Maracas. New Mentors. New Meatloaf.

New Vision. New Values. New Voltzwagon.

New Umbrella. New Universe. New Unicorns.

New Noise. New Feel. New Look. New Taste. New Smell.

Same God.

96 days until independence.

96 days until new life.

Sia in my Soul

I am an adoring Sia fan and in love with a music video!

And that is all I have to say...

Enjoy!

Blogging: The Thrill Ride

Ever since I was a wee little lass, I have always loved me roller coasters! Wind in hair. Cold air against warm cheeks. Involuntary laughter. Feelings of queasiness and elation shifting from side to side like a pendulum. I get similar sensations when I think of the phenomenon that is blogging. I'm excited to start recording all the wonderful things God is doing in my life! There is so much I have to tell you. Where to start? With this, I welcome you to my blog. Happy reading!