summer storm

we spent the afternoon on our hands and knees...unbolting seats, blowin out dirt and dust and shifting things around in a van for mostly practical and slightly aesthetic reasons. we celebrated our finished project with a quick jump in the river and raspberry sorbet. by the time we returned to the house, dark clouds had rolled in and the air smelled like dirt. it was so good.

// my time here in this place is dwindling. there is such a strange tension of sadness and excitement that grows heavier with each day that goes by.

I see it in these summer storms...bold, flashes of joy for what’s to come amidst the beauty of present chaos, challenges and growing pains. winds of anxiety creep in more than I’d like to admit....

but the Lord has remained so present. I may never understand the things He has asked of me and I’m learning to be ok with that......yet he continues to whisper within the storm “trust me”......

He is good.