Grand Canyon Or Bust

9:55 AM -- I'll be high in the sky flying West.

It's hard to realistically believe that this moment is here.

Shouldn't midterms still be happening? What happened since January?? When did it become May???

Yeah, I don't know either.


The end of the semester, especially the past few days, have hit me with a wrecking ball. Honestly, my emotions are whacked out. Changes are being made so quickly, I barely have time to think, process, and deal with all they bring. Overwhelming like an ocean wave crashing on top of your head is a pretty accurate way to describe the situation.

Even though transitioning has been hard (a lot harder than going to Montana last summer), my perspective must come from the Lord. Only by His wonderful grace is His perspective mine.

Thursday morning I woke up to a thunder storm in College Station. By the way, we haven't had rain since January. It was nothing short of an answered prayer. This storm was heavy, loud, dark and long with flashes of massive crackly lightening -- my all-time, by far most favorite weather. I don't know what it is about them, but they create an atmosphere that's as if I'm sitting at my Father's feet, listening to Him talk and watching His impromptu, yet perfectly planned, creativity. It's beautiful. It's powerful. It's Him.

That morning Jesus reminded me that "He is the image of the invisible God, the first born of all creation. For by Him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities - all things were created through Him and for Him. And He is before all things and in Him all things hold together." (Colossian 1:15-17) That morning I didn't think that I would cling to.. breathe these words like I am right now.

Praying tomorrow would be awesome, especially in the early morning and at night when I'm the most tired. Fitting 3 months of life into a 50 pound bag is not a small task, and tonight it was entirely more difficult than normal. Pray that my bag gets through. Ideally, under 50 pounds, but.. it just needs to get there. Pray for my emotions, energy levels, and mental capacity. If I need to break down in the middle of the airport and get it out before I get to AZ, I'll do it. But I'd really rather not. Pray for Julia, one of my teammates as she flies tomorrow as well. Praise! Aaron, another teammate, made it safely there today!

And He is before all things and in Him all things hold together.


Let those words soak deep into your soul.


Love,
Joanna