A country glamour wedding…

and beach time weather…

 

were my weekend.

Saturday I drove from Fort Worth down down down into the Texas Hill Country. If you’ve never been, it’s really quite something. Rolling hills with trees everywhere stretching out and up towards the clear blue sky. Running into old friends in Waco and spending time with dear ones at a practically perfect-in -every-way-wedding both filled me up and reminded me of why coming home can be a very good thing.

I woke up from a nap today with the thought that I wanted to drink from the deep. I want to live a life that isn’t about me but others and that I want to move with intention and skill. I know one day I’ll look back at this transitional time in my life and see how God was prepping me for my next step, so I’ll just cling to that wish to drink deeply and trust that He’ll see to its completion.