Trust

Do you have those overwhelming moments where you just trust? I just simply looked out the window, as the rain pours down and I sit in this coffee shop, listening to beautiful music, and I became filled with joy and hope. It started in my stomach and poured into my arms as they type the finishing notes to my thesis, and up to my eyes, and then back in my stomach.

It's these moments, where there are no words to describe what it's like to know the Savior. To know that He has an ultimate plan that is inescapably better than mine, and to know that heaven, whatever that may look like, is going to be new. We will be new. Our hope and joy will feel like these split moments where we trust. 

grace and peace.

Firewood

Firewood. Grills. Summertime.

Is that why I am so drawn to this image? Summertime lingering in the near future... a great backyard and grill ready to be used... spring rain and overcast skies only to bring the green a new?

Or is it simply the stacking? The piling on of fresh cut wood to form a tower, with the city paused in the background, reminds me of information stacked and stacked until a clear picture is made.

My mind is currently being taken over by my thesis. Information continues to build until I can no longer add anymore logs... I am at the top of that pile, close to the peak, and close to being unable to add anymore logs.

Summertime. One month away and I will be in summertime, job searching and grilling to my hearts content.

Can't wait.