Happy Days

Darkness and bird calls. Tired eyes flying through the morning. Flushed cheeks jump on the bus as it pulls away. Soaked hair sitting in class. I'm a desert floor. The teachers let torrents of new. I try to remember how to soak it up for more than a day.

I am happy. There is nowhere in the world that parallels this place. These people... and nothing in the world compares to the peace that comes from talking to God and listening to Him. I've made some recent changes in my life. Deleting social media accounts, making goals for the future, trying to lift my heart to the heavens more often and be okay with me. It's been extremely refreshing and quite humbling. There is a lot that still needs to be done. But I feel less pressure to be perfect. And I feel an increased desire to help others.

NOOOWWww some questions to ponder, cuz. Ya know. It does nothing to listen loads about other peoples lives w/o applying anything to your own. These are just some thoughts I've had while I haven't been scrolling through facebook and instagram.

Have you ever gone to a feast not to be fed?
What does it mean by "Blessed are they who hunger and thirst after righteousness?"
What does that mean to me?
How does God feel when He performs miracles without anyone knowing?
How many times has God saved our lives, and we go on, ignorant of it all?

p.s I was a watermelon for Halloween and IT WAS SO SWEET hah. hah. God has put some incredible rocks in my path and things have never looked so excitingly like ... ihavenoideawhatsgoingtohappeninmylife and that is okay :)