My most memorable moments of conviction on humility, grace, and control have occurred on the dance floor.
since I’ve written. No condemnation on myself, but I’d like to change that.
New Jersey is an interesting sector of the world. Boring most of the time but I tend to learn a lot about myself when I’m here.
My gracious Papa is teaching me about my family; simultaneously breaking my heart and giving me hope. (Which does not disappoint, mind you…me).
dramaofseasons asked: how come you don't really spell your name breeawnuh?
it’s in the works. keep it on the dee-el.
Unpredictable, awesome, scary. Sometimes I find myself thinking,
What the heck did I get myself into?
But grace and mercy carry me through stormy seas and lead me to still water and green pastures. WHY? I don’t know, but I like it; even if I mutter to myself along the way.
Receiving rebuking and correcting because I’m loved. I’m a princess, son.
I don’t blog often. I don’t know how to change that.
I’m traveling again. It feels weird that I get to go to a new place so soon after returning from a different far-away land. This time I’m Israel-bound.
Get. Ready.
Living in a city on a hill.
I’ve been back for a little over 2 weeks and they’ve felt like an eternity. From house- sitting for my dad and stepmom, to house-sitting for the bro and his lady, to moving to a new house in community…things have seemed hectic. I don’t even feel like I’m home, I feel like a visitor in a million places. It makes it really hard to adjust being back from Europe, which I miss dearly.
Sigh. Just a few more days.
All the while, He still provides.
Who knew time would actually start moving quickly? I feel like I know what I’m doing a little more only for it to end in 3 days. By Friday, I’ll have spent 2 weeks with these kids; many of them I am going to miss dearly. I feel like I have a ton of new little brothers and sisters. As crazy as these Italian kids are, they are super affectionate and awesome; kids are kids.
It’s hard to always been picking up and settling down; picking up and settling down. It hasn’t been long at all, but life here just feels normal. As much as I love it, each day it just becomes more apparent how blessed I am at home. Also, how beautiful life can be when you are rooted. Being rooted does not equal settling for less, in fact it takes strength to invest and trust the setting and community around you. I like it.
I adore Italy. I won’t be able to stay away for long.
Yes. And this was pretty amazing. I was able to go in and look around, but I want to see an actual production. Gown, gloves, binoculars, and all.
I want to go here.
I’ve seen it from the outside, very briefly, but we didn’t go in. Maybe I’ll go back one day.
This is a wonderful snip of what it was like from a mountain, looking down on the villages. This is what I miss.
Comelico Superiore - Dolomites (BL) - Italy
