(Warning. Usually I try to make my blog a little more eloquent and interesting. Today, I really just don't care, so you are getting the straight up facts of life this week) :)
I've been pretty open on this blog with how I am doing with adjusting back to life at Trinity. It hasn't always been easy; it's been a journey that has been at times steep and narrow, but it is a journey that I am seeing has always been good.
I shared with you all on Monday how some of the things I was struggling with were feeling like I was not feeling loved and cared about here...things that I know are lies from the enemy.
And I also shared with you how I prayed that the Lord would reveal Himself to me more this week and that He would show me that He has not left or forgotten about me. And I asked Him to show me I am loved.
He didn't have to answer that prayer. But He did. In incredible and beautiful ways.
Monday night I hung out with Kara and her apartment. Just talking and helping her make dinner. One of the best parts about that was that Kara was very intentional about spending time with me and took the time to text me and tell me to come hang out with her. It was amazing and I am so thankful for that time we had. Becca and I also hung out and made cookies together. It was awesome to get to catch up with her.
Tuesday was a bit of a rough day. Classes were rough and I was exhausted. I couldn't wait to go to Roseland and see my kids...I got there only to find out within a few minutes of being there that one of my little girls had moved and is no longer in the program. I didn't even get to say goodbye to her.
That was really, really hard. My prayer is that Lenora is in a safer neighborhood now. This little girl touched my life and my heart, and I will continue to pray for her and I will continue to pray that the Lord draws her to Himself.
After coming home from Roseland I spent some time on the phone with Anna, just talking through some really hard life stuff that I really would have rather ignored. While I was talking with her I got a text from Kara asking me to come watch Chase while she went to an event we had on campus. The timing was kind of poor- I had been crying on the phone and I'm sure I looked like a wreck walking into her apartment.
Being with Chase then was really good for me. It was good to sit and play with him. It was good to cuddle with him on the couch and sing him to sleep. I love that little boy like my own brother.
When Kara came back she immediately walked into the room and sat down next to me and gave me what I call her, "tell me what's on your heart" look. And when I didn't, she asked what was going on and it turned into a conversation that lasted over an hour in which walls were broken down that I didn't even know were there.
Me- "No, I refuse to cry."
Kara- "Two words- Jesus Wept."
I was able to talk freely with Kara about what was going on without any fear of what she would think. And in the end she was able to say out loud exactly what I was feeling, even though I couldn't bring myself to say it. It amazes me how well Kara knows me, knows how to get to my heart, knows how to help me work through it and then knows how to get me to get up and move forward. She tells me it's "spirit speaking to spirit, heart speaking to heart." Sometimes I wonder what that fully means. But I left that conversation feeling very encouraged and loved.
On Wednesday Kara followed up with our Tuesday conversation and ended up sitting with me in my apartment for about a half hour just talking. Again, I left the conversation with a heart full of hope and feeling very encouraged.
Thursday night about 20 girls from Third Tib gathered in Kara's apartment because she had invited us down to enjoy some goodies she had so graciously made for us. It was so much fun to be able to fellowship with other women from the floor and was all around just a beautiful time together. Several hours later I went down to desk with the intention of visiting with Molly, but ended up sitting on the lobby floor with Kara showing her pictures of Woody and I growing up and looking at hippos. (Can I mention again it is a good thing I know Kara will never judge me?)
And then came Saturday..which was yesterday. Yesterday was a day full of homework and a day full of fun and joy as well. Around 1:30pm my dear Lori came over to hang out and do homework, and we were shortly joined by Kaity, who I hadn't seen in 10 days (if you know us at all, that's something of a record for when we are at school). And though we were doing homework, the time was full of laughter and there was a joy in my heart that I cannot even describe. Around 4:30 we took a homework break and hit up the Trin Trail and spent some time outdoors because we were ALL totally in love with the fall weather. It was so fun to be outside enjoying God's beautiful creation with some of my favorite people.
After we walked on the Trin Trail we went to dinner and then Lori and I headed back to Tib while Kaity and Abby headed back to Alumni. Somewhat randomly Lori and I ended up sitting at a picnic bench between Tib and the cafe just talking about life. I've discovered that some of my favorite conversations with Lori end up being ones that are not planned and just kind of happen on their own. We ended up sitting outside for almost an hour just talking through some things together and it was such a beautiful time. I loved it. I love my heart-to-hearts with Lori and they always leave me feeling encouraged.
Lori and I continued homeworking until 7:30pm and then joined back up with Kaity, Abby, and Rachel to go to Plush Horse where we all got some amazingly delicious ice cream and just enjoyed time together.
The night ended with a phone call from my dear Anna in which another heart-to-heart was had. We talked for over an hour and it was a beautiful way to end a beautiful day.
God is faithful to answer our prayers and to give us everything we need. And this week He showed me how not alone I am and how loved and cared for I am. I am so blessed.





















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