yep

last weekend we went to yosemite.

it

I've realized how far from it i really am.

I've realized how America's view on women has skewed my understanding and perhaps... even goals.

And the questions grow. I continue to learn.

New pens

There is freedom in this thought: last year I didn't know the people, friends, roommates that I love now. And the year before that.

There is freedom in this thought: at that time, I could not have possibly guessed that I would be where I am now, what I am desiring now, what I am doing now, what I am thinking now.

There is freedom in this thought: GOD HAD IT ALL PLANNED AND WAS PREPARING EVERYTHING FOR THIS DAY.

There is freedom in this thought: I have no plans for where I will be 6 months from now. But God does.

There is freedom in this thought: I don't know, and the possibilities linger at my fingertips.

There is freedom in God's sovereignty.

Beautiful.

1 O LORD, you have searched me and known me! 2 You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. 3 You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. 4 Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O LORD, you know it altogether. 5 You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it. 7 Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence?
Psalm 139

Clouds.

The sky was beautiful today.