from a cubicle at the girl scouts in columbus, i'm trying to figure out exactly what went wrong. there's no one to blame, no fingers to point, yet my mind can't rest without finding a reason that everything fell.
the next chapter of life is full of unwritten stories. instead of being paralyzed by the fear of the unknown, my heart is racing with freedom, excited to find something new to pour my heart into. God has been gracious to use the past year of my life to intensify a deep passion to see people of the world know Him - the healing, hope, and freedom in who He is, not what He brings.
but what good is a song if i write it? Jesus has written this song in my heart, and i sing it back to Him. my heart beats for only Him. that doesn't change, whether i'm organizing events for young girls, moving to uganda, or returning to iraq for the rest of my life.
despite the millions of things that have changed in my life just in the past month, He has never, and will never, change. and that's the only thing i'm sure of.
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trenItalia passing Mt. Vesuviana
adventures in traveling the world
trenItalia passing Mt. Vesuviana
oh that's right...i'm not supposed to really like it here
- Katie
- Columbus, Ohio
- life is too short to live for less than what you're most passionate about. i write about it, at least.
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