Hello June.

I have a list.
A list of names that I like that I could potentially name a future child.
This list is located on my phone and every time I hear a name that I like, it's added to the list. If the name isn't just super cool I want it to have some significant meaning. I'm tired of everyone naming their children bible names (not that that is a bad thing. It totally isn't) I just think church history is important too. So half of the names on my list are from people from church history that I want my child to be proud to be named after.

It's June. 19 days until I graduate. The end of the tunnel seems so far away!

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I was sick all last week and didn't have much to say, between trying not to be sick, watching tv and reading school books (which i'm sick of by the way).

Last night was one of my last youth group nights. I got pretty sentimental. I don't want it to be over!- because when it ends, that means I'm growing up. I'm not ready for that. Hence always listening to my Disney pandora station. I know, I'm in denial. You don't need to remind me.

So I started another blog. Don't worry, I'm not leaving you behind. This new blog is not a writing my thoughts down blog. It's called "An Ode to Glitter" and it's a small visual journal dedicated to all things beautiful. Check it out!

quote tiiiiime

I'm sorry that I've been a bit absent recently, I've been very busy and have not been very inspired. But I thought I'd stop by quick and post a photo I found on pinterest that I just happened to read in Weight of Glory by C.S.Lewis. I'm in love with this:

Inspiration of the Day

Pursuit of Knowledge and Beauty

"I mean the pursuit of knowledge and beauty, in a sense, for their own sake, but in a sense which does not exclude their being for God's sake. An appetite for these things exists in the human mind, and God makes no appetite in vain. We can therefore pursue knowledge as such, and beauty as such, in the sure confidence that by so doing we are either advancing to the vision of God ourselves or indirectly helping others to do so." -C.S.Lewis

If God Made the World, Shouldn't We Travel It?

Danika and Me

My grandparents have a specific couple that they travel with. They have been friends with this couple for years and have been all over the world with them. 

My best friend, Danika, and I took a walk this morning. We live six blocks away from each other (on the same street, different blocks) and theres a pharmacy in the middle of our houses. We met at the pharmacy with our dogs and went on a walk. We talked about all the places we want to go to and all the things we want to see. We realized we want to visit a lot of the same places for the same reasons (hey we're best friends, what can I say). After we said goodbye and walked to our separate homes, I realized that I want Dan to be the couple to my grandparents. We talked about where we want to take our husbands. So my dream right now? Travel the world with my future husband, my best friend, and her future husband. Maybe Danika and I will get started early. Who knows. First stop? Moving to New York together.

Travel Dream List:
Italy
Britain
France
Germany
Austria
Spain
Anywhere in Europe really

Mondays, Museums, and Fashion

It's raining. Rain makes sitting in cafes so much cozier. which is a hard thing to do since cafes are pretty cozy to begin with.

My mom sent me this poem this morning. I thought I would share it with you.

On Mondays by Marilyn Donnelly On Mondays when the museums are closed and a handful of guards look the other way or read their newspapers all of the figures step out of golden frames to stroll the quiet halls or visit among old friends. Picasso's twisted ladies rearrange themselves to trade secrets with the languid odalisques of Matisse while sturdy Rembrandt men shake the dust from their velvet tams and talk shop. Voluptuous Renoir women take their rosy children by the hand to the water fountains where they gossip while eating Cezanne's luscious red apples. Even Van Gogh in his tattered yellow straw hat seems almost happy on Mondays when the museums are closed.

It ^^ makes me think of Philly and the art museums and of new york. Which makes me excited. Cuz I'm moving there in t-minus 103ish days. I'm excited. can you tell?

I've been thinking a lot about what my options might be for jobs after college, ie. what I like, what I don't like, where do I see my self thriving, what are my strengths,
For some reason I keep coming back to the fashion world. Sure, I don't design, I'm not artistic like that, but I love writing, I love fashion, I love photography. All these things add to up some kind of magazine job. So is that where I'll be in four years? Who knows... (besides God..) So I'll just spend the next couple months..years.. researching. Besides, the fashion world needs more lights in it anyway.

oh I got to talk to two of my besties today, one stopped by and the other we chatted on the phone. What a nice break from that madness that is my school.

speaking of madness... time to return to it.
Happy monday.

Re-Humanizing. And Paused.

So yesterday at church my pastor was talking about those pauses we feel before a change God is bringing. Our sermon series right now is focusing on the appearances Christ made after his resurrection. It's a wonderful series, just seeing God show himself to his followers who were so broken. Anyway, yesterday's sermon was based on John 21: 1-14, when Jesus appeared to the disciples on the Sea of Galilee. Anyway, I was just thinking this morning about what my pastor said about the pauses.
I feel paused. Paused, yet still moving. I am in the same place I have been in for the last year, but I feel that quiver of something new coming. I'm ridiculously busy, but I feel paused. I'm waiting for God to press the play button.

This morning my mom emailed me an article and I wanted to share a part that really stuck out to me.

"Do you get it? The point of being Christian is not to be super-spritual. It's to be re-humanized. Returned to our God-given, human task of loving Him and loving others."

^^I forget this a lot.

Saturday night, my friends and I had a bonfire. We're all done our outside classes, so getting together that night was kind of a victory statement of "Holla! We're done! We've arrived! We're still friends after all these years of dying at the hands of school!" lots of singing, laughing and dancing around while eating pizza.

Favorite outfit of the day. I'm excited to move to New York.

Song of the Week.

Thanks for reading my random thoughts.

Have a fantastic Monday....now. back to school.