for the glory of it all…

What a beautiful summer day today! I swear that Fort Worth has the best clouds in the whole country. I’m sure there’s a scientific reasoning for it all, but I’ve never seen such awe-inspiring figures in the sky like this. My favorite is when they seem to tower over everything, as if there was about to be an avalanche. The depth and the power that they hold is completely majestic. 

The Bible says that the unseen qualities of the Lord are found in the earth and sky. How amazing to witness things like this, right outside of my own window. 

The sun fighting to get past the clouds left over from the storm inspires the hope inside of me this morning. And God knows I need that hope to carry me through, more than ever now. I thank God for planting that seed of hope in us whenever we feel like there’s just nothing left. It’s amazing how His Holy Spirit empowers us in ways that we didn’t even know we needed, but ways that are so crucial to our survival; to our growth. 

Oh, thank you. 

God knew that I needed this week off with my foot to rest, but more importantly for my heart and my mind to rest. I didn’t necessarily manage my time perfectly, and spent a lot of it getting lost in tv series and episodes online. I’ve exhausted almost all of the shows worth watching, and some that aren’t, but even though it was quite possibly a complete waste of time, it was nice to just not do anything for a change. 

Now I’ve been watching sermon series online at lifechurch.tv and it’s been a really refreshing shift from The Bachelorette, Bones, Life, The Office, Grey’s, etc. I’ve been watching a 4-part series called “Take a Vow” – it’s the four biblical vows we should have in marriage. It’s been inspiring a lot of reflection, and thus, a lot of understanding, grace, forgiveness, and hope. 

So many miracles, please. 

I think I may paint my nails today. We aren’t allowed to wear nail polish at Starbucks, and it’s pointless to put it on for the evenings and then have to take it off for the mornings. So, painting your nails gets to be a treat, also indicating you have the day off somewhere. 

We went grocery shopping last night, and I’ve started back on another health-kick. It seems like I go in phases through life. I’ll shift back and forth between a super-organized, healthy life, and then I’ll go through a phase where it doesn’t matter, and it’s just good to let go of those things. I like being unpredictable though, and sometimes it’s nice to get out of “the swing of things”, but I think I always go back to being type-a-for-anal-super-organized because it works. My mind feels so much more organized when my life is. It’s definitely a psychological thing. Like how I sleep better when the bed is made before I get into it, or how my life always seems to be more calm and collected when my house is clean and organized. I figured this out early on in high school when I realized life is just better and more simple with a clean room. I felt like the state of my room was a physical representation of my mental state, so I’d spend my Sunday nights cleaning the heck out of my room which helped me organize to start my new week out on a good note. 

I’m psycho, but I’m used to it, so what’s psycho is normal. 
Right.

There was no point to this, other than the need to just type.