Modest Communication

I had the coolest conversation over texts last night.
It was random, but unusually honest.
It was the greatest blessing and quite amusing how God seems to hook those kinda things up.

Seems like we're both very much in the same place spiritually, though the external circumstances are quite different. And I know she processes things much in the same way that I do.
It's hard to explain WHY or HOW that's encouraging but it's honestly the biggest blessing in the world to talk to someone else who actually understands where you're at. I know my gibberish doesn't make sense to many of ya'll, but she seemed to really get it. That really overwhelmed me with His love for me. He knew that I needed encouragement and provided it in the most unusual way. oh my goodness, ya'll, I can't even begin to describe the insanity of His beauty! Always leaves me in awe.

I feel like I'm at the edge of a precipice, like He's working on something big. Or maybe that's just what it feels like to feel Him working on you on a day-to-day basis. It feels big. It feels different. I know He's changed me, but I can feel Him peeling back another layer every day. Sometimes it's so much that I can't process it all. Sometimes I'll see elements of who I used to be and it disgusts me and discourages me to think I'd ever resemble that person again. But I think maybe He's letting me fail occasionally so that He can chip away at that flaw. He's opened my eyes to who I really am and revealing things about myself that i didn't know existed!

But I feel like He's pulling me. It's so weird....it's like I can feel my heart changing very, very slowly each day. It's like I can feel my sanctification. It's so odd.

And don't hear me wrong, I'm not saying that I'm walking on sunshine 24/7 or that I'm that annoying I've-got-the-joy-joy-joy-joy-down-in-my-heart chipper annoying guy now. I reckon i'm just saying that there's this stream of joy that's constantly trickling underneath everything. There's this bit of excitement in knowing that God IS working. He's allowed me to see glimpses of His work, not that I know His plan, but I know He's working, even if it's NOT what I want, I know that He's doing things, putting things together. I can feel Him moving in me and around me. There's the fear that there'll be pain involved, but the joy in knowing that it would be necessary and good.

Does that make sense at all? yeah, probably not. so i'm just saying.

here's a picture of where I'm going this summer, God willing.