captured

had you asked me a month ago if i would be sad to see my newest friends leave starkville to return home for the summer, i probably would have hesitated a second before i answered and then muttered a simple no.  that was what i thought a month ago.  then, i failed to see how strong a friendship can grow each day.  i did not think it was possible to yearn for a group of people who i had only just acquainted myself with weeks prior, but here i am about to graduate college and start my summer break and i am deeply missing these people.  if you asked me that same question now, it's quite possible i break down in tears in anticipation of their arrival back to this town.  i long for the genuine encouragement these jesus lovers provide and continuous wholesome talk.

i like who they challenge me to be. i like how they pull and tug at my heart strings and force me to examine my life.  i enjoy their accountability, even though it is painful sometimes to admit my struggles.  i miss being loved solely for who i am in jesus, not for how smart or how pretty or how fast i am.  it's not that they aren't loving me from a distance–because they definitely are and i them– but i want to be able to walk into a coffee shop and pull up a seat or perhaps call one of them up and know we can get together in a matter of minutes.

there is something about summer that is so painfully liberating.  

i saw a dragonfly.

these girls were so innocently beautiful.

i miss my kittens.

jesus holds the door open for those who knock.

this is probably illegal. 

this is an excerpt from the book i am reading, "breaking free" by beth moore

i saw this door last week so i drove back to snag a picture.

i love fierce trees.

we've all been abandoned at some point in our lives, but jesus will never leave us.

i got my toes wet.

i stood in the middle of a back country road and took a picture.

my adventure ended.

me at my finest.

"and i could see for miles and miles and miles"

this man seemed to be in perfect harmony with the water.

even though our table will be empty until the fall, you all hold a place in my heart.