trust.

trust -

is a lesson that i've been learning (in varying degrees of intensity) every day of my short 23 years.

sometimes it comes easily. but most of the time it doesn't. and after a short period of rest -

here i am again.

needing to trust. that there is a plan for my life. a plan to build me up, not break me down. that i am not walking alone through life. that the One who has brought me safely thus far will continue to guide my steps.

trust.

welcome home.

This is my formal apology to you (the three or four of you who read these thoughts if mine) for my very extended absence. My quietness as of late is a direct reflection on my unwillingness to pay exhorbant fees for the usage of Internet. (Yes, Mom, I am aware of the many economic lessons present there. I'm simply choosing not to get into them right now.).

I have spent the past three weeks in Europe - London, Paris, Interlaken (Switzerland), Salzburg, and Vienna. It probably goes without saying that it has been an amazing three weeks. But it has also been an exhausting, trying, and revealing three weeks. I feel like I needed this trip. I needed to go out on my own (with a friend, of course!) and travel. I would say that I needed to get it out of my system, but that doesn't convey the quite right idea. I needed to see just a little bit more of the world, have just one more youthful adventure before I settle down into real life. And now that I have...I think I'm ready. I think I am ready to stay put, to get a job, to live in one place for more than a year. Simply put, I'm ready to start building a life for myself.

My trip was an incredible experience - we saw and did so many things. I will post some pictures and stories soon, but for now I content just to be home. The memories of the past three weeks will be with me forever, but my life is here and I am so grateful for that.