Here's the deal, straight up: I leave in seven days and I have cried every day for a week and I don't see the end of that in sight.
Last Thursday though, it hit me, and it hit me hard. I'm over here stressing, getting all proud of myself, what God's going to do through me, months and years down the road. But Thursday, the reality hit. He's doing stuff, big things, in and through me, here, now.
I'm one of those people that doesn't just see something happen and then it gets lost in my mind, if I see something impactful, I dwell on it. I have super bad memory, short and long term, unless it's something impactful, then it's stuck in my mind. This past Monday, I had coffee with someone… Continue reading When you’re feeling too many feelings