Well it is December first and as such the beard from no shave November has been erased thank goodness… it itches! But other than that there are 16 days until I fly Home. 18 until is see my love.
The events of last night may seem trivial but I shall share them. I talked to Kara for a short while after a rather disappointing time at volleyball then wrote a paper and went to bed… So what is the purpose in telling you this? There were choices made and choices seem to be the theme on my mind this last day. First I chose to go to volleyball and about half way trough I came to the conclusion I wasn't having a bad time and chose to not have a goodtime furthermore… I chose to leave assignments to the last minute again. But the most significant choice I made last night was that of going to bed. How is the significant or important, simple, I chose not allow myself to do anything else. I made up my mind to go to bed without any online issues. It crossed my mind for a sec when I finished my paper but I chose to go to bed… perhaps this is a piece of encouragement or perhaps it is simply a chance occurrence. I leave it to you to decide what if anything you take from this but that is all have other than I miss my dear Kara and want to desperately talk to you!
A thought I had as I was about to post you was the theme of God having a plan for our lives… It keeps coming up in chapels in classes and in assignments. In every area we see people affected by God. He has a plan that is so complex and vast yet extremely simple. The way in the past he as orchestrated people to meet up and with Kara and I's story there is undeniably the hand of God that has brought us together… something I shall be thinking more about I suppose.
A chosen Struggling Stranger
I was searching for a picture of struggle and your picture popped up on google images. It's such a power picture. I then read your blog post. I don't know the whole story, but thank you for sharing and writing and continuing to see the hope in life.
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