fight the good fight
In the 5 month stretch and everything I heard about working was right — from how disgusting the corporate world can be to the uncontrollably heavy eyes when the hand strikes 10pm (which is unfathomable to someone who normally slept at 2-3am in high school and college). Yes, the real world sucks. But there is something far more important that I’ve been reminding myself of everyday and is the very mindset that I need to cling onto — setting my eyes above. My job has revealed the rather humanly selfish side of me that encourages unhappiness which ultimately is ungratefulness.
So with that said, here’s to living by what I have always believed to be true — Stay humble, work hard, and always be thankful.
Travel for free? Sure, why not. Won’t hurt.
It began with brokenness. Brokenness which then turned into wholeness. Wholeness made possible by the blood of Christ. That same blood that has renewed me has shown me grace. Grace that I am now desperate for. Desperate for knowing Him more and more. Because it never seems to be enough. That’s the best kind of love. The one that you need more of each day, and each day more is freely given. His love is the best love I’ve known, and the best love I’ll ever need.
And it all began with brokenness.