Cruel.
On the drive here I had something to say that was really good about God and how no matter who we are or what we end up thinking about ourselves, or how we don’t deserve anything, His plan still prevails. I love that line on Casting Crown’s song, “Who am I” that says, “You’ve told me who I am - I am yours.” This summer I was/am going through a bit of an identity crisis, as some of my psychology friends would say, and its always good to remember that.
So anyway! That’s it in a nutshell. Apparently the internet is supposed to work at the new home, so I can actually post there too!
Oh, so last night, I had picked up Ivy and she came over to study. We left at around 12 to go back to her house, and I started getting freaked out because when its dark and quiet, you can hear the trees down below the house shifting and creaking in the wind. So, basically, it reminded me of bad dreams I had as a little girl - you all remember - the one when I was chased by a dancing telephone pole. Yeah, that one. And when I saw a face in a tree in Inman (no that was not a dream). So, I got really scared and sped out of the driveway. When I got back, it was all dark and quiet, and I ran up to the front door and the door was locked! My own parents were forcing me to walk down toward the dark, menacing forest to get in the back door. So, I had to go down the hill in the dark, and all the shadows were moving, and it was horrible. Thanks Mom and Dad.