Life is beautiful.
There are beautiful eternal instants happening all around me. Moments of bike-riding with Kimberly and studying the photo albums of her youth with her under the amber light shade of her living room.
Mary Jo just left here. We spent nearly an hour together just listening to good music, especially Caedmon’s Call’s Table for Two. We have declared it our song. Our conversation turned into a pillow fight. She is so lovely to be around.
Kerstin came to visit me in the bookstore. We seem to talk so much about relationships, despite the fact that neither of us are in one. Oh how beautiful conversation is.
David and his brother and I are going to see The Matrix tonight. They haven’t seen it yet. I called Vince last night, he said he saw it and he loves it. He said he plans to spend the summer in Banner Elk, as does everyone else.
Everything looks better. Everyone is beautiful. Jesus has become my eyes. To know him; that is the only reason why we are here.
Angela (from my South Africa trip) and I email each other regularly. She is such a blessing. She lives in Seattle.
I’m sure the air feels nice outside McAlister Hall right now, but I’d rather feel the air here. How wild this thing is. I don’t miss driving the hour back and forth between Siler City and Winston-Salem; I’m just glad to know I was once there.
I’m happy to know that I was a good undergraduate student and that I did it well. Oh this life is not my own. I’m so thankful for that; it’s easier to exist that way. No burdens. No fears. I only task is to let go and love every minute freely and fully. I job is to rest in his peace and salvation.
My beautiful Jesus. You are perfection. Thank you for the life you’ve breathed into me. I love you. I do, I do.