Glorious.

I have a math final in 70 minutes, and i'm terrified that I wont pass it, but I'm also confident in a God that has me in His arms, what ever grade I make, and who may actually help me make a decent grade.
I opened my front door this morning and was rushed by a flood of sun warmed air and then I opened the storm door and all I could smell for a minute was wet/drying earth. It smelled amazing. That smell has kind of made my day, and I know who it came from.

Memories are not easily realized

I miss my innocence, my idealism, I miss the days when I could say "I wont do that again" and it held true. I miss days when I was closer to God and it seemed like less of a challenge to be that way. I miss most of all a purer mind and heart and body than I now have.
I like Laura, love writing. It does make me feel better, and it helps me express in a much more eloquent manner.
I also miss when I could yell insanely to my friends about my problems and have them yell back in return. When those problems were all things that I could yell about.
I miss yelling, and the bridge, and a quiet cool, familiar coffee house off of east main.
Honestly, I can't do a whole hell of a lot about most of these things, but some I can. And I plan to.

Good days

So, I spent the weekend in Savannah,Ga and went to the Sidewalk Chalk Art Festival at SCAD, it was amazing. I talked a good bit with Tyler and it was really really good. We talked for like 2 hours last night about a million things.
Tonight, Shack was amazing, I had a difficult time at first, I couldn't focus. But I basically just prayed it out and then got really into worship and had a great time, it just filled me up with joy. Dan's teaching was really great, and surprisingly on point for me.
Driving to Shane and Hugo's was amazing, I went to Sbux and had my windows down with a warm breeze that carried jasmine and honeysuckle the whole drive. God is Glorious.
His arms are tight around me tonight.

In Full View.

I haven't posted much in a while. It's because life has just been at a place that I would not have really taken joy in writing about. Slowly though, it's been picking up, there are still some spots that I need help in and need to be more pro-active in, but it'll never be perfect. And for all those little spots, I'm trying my hardest to remember to ask God about them/for help in them. Pride, I have come to realize, can be a sickness. I'm trying to find the Antibody.
Jason, Laura, and Kyle are doing this side project now, it's pretty epic. www.myspace.com/thevalleythemount . go and listen.
In other news, I'm pretty certain that I know what I'm going to get for my tattoo. It goes like this :Made In The Image Of Love. I want it in script. And in wanting this I have kind of thrown myself into the pursuit of finding out/knowing/accepting what this statement means. This is a statement of my own invention. And here is the logic that led me to make this statement: God is Love, We are Created in His image, We are able to love because He has loved us first, Being made in His image is what lets us Love. Therefore we are made in the image of love.
This is what I have made of it since: God is Love, We are Created in His image, We are able to love because He has Loved us first, We were Created purely to love, as in we were created purely for Him to Love us, His love is made complete in us. That is how we are made in the image of Love.
"We were Created purely to love, as in we were created purely for Him to Love us."
This is a conclusion that I came to last night while driving home from Guys Group. I was just telling God how silly and ridiculous it was for Him to Love me, we have this conversation a lot, God and I. And I started to say how He loves me unconditionally and illogically and stupidly and no matter what I do, because He Doesn't love me for anything that I DO. His love for me has nothing to do with what I have or have not done. It's always there and will always be there and always has been there. He loves me because that's what I was created for. He did not create me to just worship and love Him, He created me so that He could Love me. He created everyone so that He could poor out His unconditional and illogical, Greater, Agape Love on to us. And that's it. You ask why we exist, that is the closest answer I can come to. And that's why our greatest commandment is to Love Him and our second greatest commandment is to Love others. We should Love them because He created them for that purpose. If they are good enough for Him to love, then what makes us so damn special that we should not love them just as irrationally and irrevocably. This revelations is presently blowing my mind, and may just be what I need to really understand that I am Loved and just HOW Loved I am.
God, You love us....and oh, how You Love us.