College is over. I have waited for the freedom from it for so long. It’s funny how long you wait for something and still how unsettling it inevitably feels when it arrives. It feels so strange that my beautiful summer is finally here. I’m thrilled, of course, to spend three months in Houston again. Impact Houston has become like a second home for me, and I feel blessed to be a part of another summer there.
But I don’t have the normal giddiness about a coming trip. I can’t sleep like normal. I also waited until about three hours ago to pack – a few things will never change.
Still, I can’t help but feel sad. I can’t help but think about leaving in October and feel like I miss my family and friends already. I can’t help but feel nervous about the speed of my fundraising. I can’t avoid worrying about how it turns out. Adulthood seems to have creeped up on me. I thought I was independent and had it rough in school. Now I have to do what, pay who and ask for how much? Yeesh.
Goal for the summer: pray more + worry less = higher productivity.
Please, pray for me as I continue the fundraising process for my two years in Honduras. God will provide, but I still have to do my part. Pray that I do my best to ask for support and let God do the rest.
Thank you to everyone who has already been so generous with your money and your prayers. You are such a blessing.
Living out our faith 
Dear daughter, can’t believe you stayed up even later to write this! Nutsy! Maybe you and I can hold each other accountable this summer to keep your (our) goal in mind – pray more + worry less = higher productivity… also leads to the most important serendipity there is… TRUST. Let me encourage you to make time to listen to God, through His word, everyday.
Philippians 3:8-10 “Yes, all the things I once thought were so important are gone from my life. Compared to the high privilege of knowing Christ Jesus as my Master, firsthand, everything I once thought I had going for me is insignificant–dog dung. I’ve dumped it all in the trash so that I could embrace Christ and be embraced by him. I didn’t want some petty, inferior brand of righteousness that comes from keeping a list of rules when I could get the robust kind that comes from trusting Christ–God’s righteousness. I gave up all that inferior stuff so I could know Christ personally, experience his resurrection power, be a partner in his suffering, and go all the way with him to death itself.”
Yeah, it’s from THE MESSAGE – just deal with it, John.
I love you. Mama
You’re funny, and I really like that. Thanks, Mom.
I refuse to deal with The Message!
Shhh you’ll make Terry angry. And I like how it sounds sometimes!