My heart is happy.
No, that doesn't mean life is perfect. I still have achy wrists, and a problematic knee. I still have too much studying and not enough time. I still overbook myself. I still have hard days. I still feel like I'm not keeping in touch with the outside world and my friends well. I still struggle with sin. But my heart is happy.
God has been teaching me this semester like never before. His Word has come alive to me. He has shown me His grace. He has been showing me the need to preach the Gospel to myself continually. He has been teaching me what sincere love looks like, and how lacking I am in it. He has been demonstrating His relentless pursuit of my heart and has been so merciful to me.
I am content at school. It has been awhile since I felt this way. I am grateful to be in this place. I am enjoying my classes, the routines that I have, sharing a room with my sister, getting more involved with my church and growing my friendships. Currently, I am most enjoying watching the campus be swept into the whirlwind of Fall.
Fall. I cannot say exactly why I love this season - not in complete sentences, anyways. Perhaps phrases and thoughts will suffice:
Crisp, crunchy apples; brightly colored trees; cool winds blowing; the smell of burning leaves; pumpkin patches; fall break at home with my family; drinking warm apple cider; sitting in front of the fireplace; memories that come because of the weather; sweatshirts and jeans; family time; Thanksgiving...
I am blessed by the changing seasons. Some days I wish it was Fall all year round but I am thankful it comes when it does, so that I appreciate it's beauty and uniqueness even more.
This Fall has been a time of growth, change, learning, contentment and peacefulness for me.
Mark 7:37: "He does all things well." It has been a joyful season, seeing and acknowledging this in my life. May that solid truth be something I cling to even when the days are hard. But for now,
My heart is happy.