Possible

“I learned that the world is actually filled with people ready to tell you how likely something is, and what it means to be realistic. But what I have also learned is that no one, no one truly knows what is possible until they go and do it. “

Apparently I grind my teeth at night when I'm stressed. Which isn't so nice for my jaw. So this weekend was spent in Kigali watching The Office, spending hours on pinterest, and reflecting on this life that I am living that at often times seems filled with the impossible....

It seems impossible that after only spending five days in a country I upped and moved there. It seems impossible that I was supported in doing this. It seems impossible that I live on a separate continent from my family and am still able to function. It seems impossible that I started a business. It seems impossible that I am in charge of 25 men. It seems impossible that our website will soon be opening and we will actually start selling our stellar products. It seems impossible that every month the exact amount of money I need comes into my bank account.

Living life with realistic expectations, is living life with God in a box. God is so much bigger then this world and limitations we set for ourselves. All of those seemingly impossible things happened, not because of me and my awesomeness, but because I serve an almighty God who displays His power.

Step out in faith and marvel at all the possibility that God offers.

Life

Things here have been....well, slightly stressful.
I love making lists and I love crossing things off that list.
Unfortunately for me I've been adding more then I've been crossing off.
And for my little OCD mind that's just too much to handle.
The power has been off in the house more then it's been on in the last week.
I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do when I get home.
Which just so happens to be in 76 days. Not a whole lot of time folks.
Trying to write those stories for ya'll but not actually wanting to write.
Working on website content that is proving more difficult.
(Because of that whole not wanting to write thing.)
Waiting waiting for Kenya leather to finally makes it's glorious appearance.
Praying praying for some glorious being to come along and be stressed with me.
(At this point they would be like my unicorn.
And I don't know about you, but I've always wanted a unicorn.)
Speaking of mythical things, I'm also searching for a money tree. No luck so far.
Not being able to eat my girl scout cookies because I gave up sweets for lent.
Not knowing what the heck this whole Harlem Shake business is all about.
Having no new pictures to instagram.
Never seeing an episode of Duck Dynasty.
Nick and Jess are still not together.
Life is pretty rough at the moment.
But life is also pretty wonderful all the time.
I get to wake up every day and live a life filled with.........
passion......
dreams......
faith..... 
belief......
love......
laughter.....
adventure......
courage......
purpose.......
I think that makes all those other little things that aren't so pleasant worth waking up for.
Don't you?

Currently

Copying my roommates.... 

Drinking water, because I'm boring like that.

Feeling ready.

Appreciating how small this world really is.

Reading Soul Detox by Craig Groeschel, When Helping Hurts by Steve Corbett & Brian Fikkert, and Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling (give me a break).

Craving Barbeque. Sometimes I’ll smell it when riding the bus. It’s really cruel.

Watching the New Girl episode “Cooler” on repeat.  

Going on runs again.

Laughing because it’s my favorite.

Eating cold apples and bananas. And singing the song while I do it.

Dreaming of future adventures.

Waiting on leather from Kenya.

Planning our roommate trip.

Praying big.

Sleeping terribly. Don’t know what’s up with that.

Missing those people that I call family.

Wearing what’s comfortable…and then wearing it again the next day.

Considering a whole lot of somethings.

Working on being open. Still. It’s a workout for my personality. Chuck Norris level people. Pray for me.

Getting pumped for some interns to come help a sista out.  

Loving all the new worship music I snagged from Tara.

Acknowledging that things are going to be changing soon.

Enjoying the beauty that a thousand hills brings to the table.

Thankful for those roommates I decided to copy.