Wonderfulness IS a word...

I kinda love thunderstorms. That kinda is mostly in there for my mother who is probably reading this (love you momma ;) But seriously, I have a window right next to me in my bedroom, and the other night we had an amazing storm and I love watching the brilliant lightning fill my dark room and hear the thunder roll and be reminded of the awesome power of my God. Wow.
I have lots of great memories during storms. I actually used to be really afraid of storms, so just hearing about Hannah and Sarah admiring them out on Sarah's porch swing was inspiring. Out on Rachel's deck with a bunch of friends after a delicious meal. Walking through the rain to Adam Bros with Megs. AND walking barefoot to the park with Jordan during sweet lightning storms. Wonderfulness. Jordan, I'm going to think of you every time it storms in la Republica Dominicana.


You know what else is wonderfulness? Laughing until your sides hurt. I LOVE it when that happens.

I have never felt such a crazy mix of emotions before I don't think (which is saying a lot, considering I'm a female). I'm SO excited, a little nervous occasionally, and I can't help feeling a little sad about not getting to see the people here I love until December, but most of the time I'm just super excited. And lately, I've also been in denial about what's about to happen. Probably because my inner self is just not sure how to respond to such an extensive range of feelings. 
Anyway, because of that denial, I could use some prayer. I want to soak in all the time I can with loved ones before I leave, which in and of itself is wonderfulness, but I feel like I haven't gone out into the wilderness with God and spent enough time being still before my Maker and preparing my heart for this incredible journey. 


Here's the verse on the cover of the beautiful journal Hannah made for me:
"Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine."
-Isaiah 43:1