Being sick

I've been sick for over a week now. I don't feel too terrible, just too weak to do anything. They say this virus can last up to four weeks! I haven't been able to work a whole day at all. This sickness hit right at a time when I was so excited about everything that I'm involved in. My art classes have been growing exponentially and I love the time I spend with the students. I've gotten involved with two great non-profits. One is called Arts for Life. I'm meeting precious, precious kiddos that make life so much fun! My roomies are the best! I see more and more of the the ways in which God made them truly amazing people. Every day I'm challenged by their sense of humor, hard work, compassion etc. I'm also finding time to hang out with my brothers. My little brothers have become friends. And yet, for now, life has all but stopped. Up until now, I've been in a sort of denial I guess. Maybe tomorrow I will wake up well again. In the mean time, I need to really trust God. I want to rest in him and take this opportunity to re-prioritize. "Unless the Lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain. In vain you rise up early and stay up late . . . for the Lord grants sleep to those he loves.

Stories

This entry is for Nate. Thank you so much for leaving a comment. The truth is I thought no one ever read this. At first I thought I didn't care. You know, I've always journaled and I've never needed anyone to read that. But somehow I haven't had the emotional courage to put my heart out there and be faced with the fact that of all the people I love, not one is that interested. That's kinda hypocritical of me as I am not much of a blog reader myself, but there it is.

Life has been amazing to me recently. Though I guess I'm easily amazed. Sometimes I think my head is going to explode with the excitement of being alive, (such as getting a comment from an old friend at just the right time) though it is tempered by my almost daily bouts of melancholy. My previous entries really describe where my heart is still at. The only difference is that I try to live it instead of just talking about it. I've been meeting a lot of people in Tucson who share my passion for social justice and for seeing the beauty of God's kingdom here and now. Only someone who has ached for that for years can understand how exciting that is. I've got to leave for church. I'll write more later.