rachel, the college graduate

Come this Saturday at roughly 10:00, my sweet and darling roommate Rachel will be a college graduate. You guys! That's huge! And not only that, but she was accepted into the audiology program here at UNT. Yep, I get to live with her for another year, and yep, everything about that screams awesome. So, my friend and I threw a little surprise party for her this past Friday complete with delicious Italian food, plenty of cookies, and some hilarious ideas about how to ruin a first date. Check out the pictures.//

And that last one...Yeah, that's me and Rachel.
Please do not mistake me for a sorority girl in the others.
Thank you and happy Tuesday!

thursday's words

My advice for today is as follows--

1. Skip class at least once a semester.
2. Find a running buddy. And run.
3. Drink water, and drink lots of it.
4. Comparison is a thief. Help yourself and those around you kill it. 
5. Fall in love with a British boy band.

And those are my words.

thursday's words

I've got some advice. 
Consider it free--

1. Always be sure that your dishwasher is empty when having friends over for dinner.
2. Find a good chocolate chip cookie recipe. And memorize it.
3. Floss your teeth before you brush them.
4. Write papers at least three days before they're due.
5. Confess and forgive. Your body will thank you.

xoxo

sufficient

You wouldn't believe how many times I've begun to type something in this little text box and pressed backspace. Words are insufficient; words fall short. It's as if there's a disconnect between my head and my heart, a disturbing nuisance making fuzzy the connections that I so often rely on as I'm not adept with the spoken word. I want to write! I want to write about the joys that invade my life and the fears that are sometimes quick to choke them. I want to share my struggles, the things which threaten to suffocate me, and I want to share my victories, the things which are meant to be celebrated. Oh, how I want to write with reckless abandon...

But not tonight. Words elude me, and I'm left with a single phrase that's been reverberating off the walls of my heart: I am His, and He is mine.

And right now, that is sufficient.

Picture Cred: Here

Thy mercy, my God

We've been singing this at church lately, and I do love it.//

Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song,

The joy of my heart. and the boast of my tongue;

Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last,

Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fast.

Without Thy sweet mercy I could not live here;
Sin would reduce me to utter despair;
But, through Thy free goodness, my spirits revive,
And He that first made me still keeps me alive.

Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart;
Dissolved by Thy goodness, I fall to the ground,
And weep to the praise of the mercy I’ve found.

Great Father of mercies, Thy goodness I own,
And the covenant love of Thy crucified Son;
All praise to the Spirit, Whose whisper divine
Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine.
All praise to the Spirit, Whose whisper divine
Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine.

Thursday Morning Listening

Ben Rector // I Wanna Dance With Somebody from capture studios on Vimeo.

You'll love it. I swears.

Wanna Laugh?

Watch this video.

It's the Newby-Daniels-Faber comedy team.
Enjoy!