(WOW. I finally was able to sign into blogger!)

Relationships are so crazy. They are thing that matter the most in life, but they are sooo weird. It's a strange feeling when you have been keeping feelings inside for so long and then when you start to let them out you find out that someone else is feeling the same thing. Struggling with the same thing. I wish I could love some much that the love would cover a multitude of sins. I wish that I was humble enough to not even see those sins in the first place. I wish I wasn't such a jerk.

Why does LOVE have to be so hard? Why does it have to hurt?

Making friends is fun. Handling friendships is hard. Making a mess of them is easy.

Time is strange. One month and I will be home. I have lists going. Lists of all the things I am excited about home. Lists of all the things I am worried about. Lists of all the things I will miss in Malawi. I wish I could live outside of time and space.

WE WILL DANCE on the streets that are golden
the glorious bride and the great Son of man,
every tribe and tongue and nation will join in the song of the Lamb.

DANCE with all your might.

So many homes, but I can still count them all on one hand.

it hurts

i asked the Lord... and it hurts.

Please pray.

His strength is made perfect in my weakness.

Muli bwanji? Dili bwino. Kaya inu? Dili bwino. Zikomo

Don't know where to start. So I will just say this... I still like BSS. A lot. DAYLIGHT!!!!
The world doesn't revolve around me. I am glad I put the note from Nadine (and Chris) on the wall beside my bed. Praying for you my dear. The things I had to deal with in Canada I have to deal with here too. I am glad I know a bit of sign language. "stupid boys" Teaching 5 highschool classes is CRAZY. I am not too excited to repeat the process. AHHHHH. Freak out.

sometimes the bravest thing of all is to hope.

One of the first things I want to do upon returning "home" is to sing and sing and sing with all my amazing friends.

'cause the bravest thing of all is always hope...

goodbye, goodbye.

Watery eyes...

"I made the blue ones and some of the pink ones. Make sure that when you give them to the children, you tell them that the lady who made these loves you."

it is so nice to be alone

"In the secret, in the quiet place,
In the stillness, You are there."