If you had told me a year ago that my life would look like it does right now, I would have laughed at you, then probably pointed...and laughed some more...and then told you you were a crazy lunatic. Seriously.
This summer will be an adventure in persistence, trust, and growing. I'm scarred. I'm excited. I'm anticipating. I'm hopeful. I'm skeptical. I'm joyous. I'm grateful. I'm becoming.
Becoming is somehow some much easier to say once you have nothing left to say. God has stripped it away. I am becoming. Sounds better every time. I'm becoming. Still true. I welcome it.
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