Broken and Healing...

Sometimes I drag my feet on Wednesday night to attend the campus Bible study even though it has had a huge impact on my life in the last 2 months. Tonight was one of those nights. However, I pushed myself to go and as we all sang the new version of "On Jordan's Stormy Banks" and together proclaimed "I am bound! I bound! I am bound for the Promised land!" I realized this was the best place to be!

The teaching tonight was on the Godly woman and I realize as I continue to grow that I am so broken and in need of God's tranformation. After my last blog musings I remembered Bro. Lawrence who was stuck in the kitchen of the monestary and learned to "practice being in the presence of the Lord" even in the mundane task.

Afterward I sipped coffee with some freshman girls. I wondered what advice I had to offer as they shared their boy issues. (they are all amazingly beautiful and constantly approached by guys) Maybe the one thing I can assure them of is that I've found God faithful through all the ups and downs and He cares for us more than we could ever imagine. He wants the very best for us.