and the beat goes on...

school is finished. bye ucsb.

santa barbara, for now, good-bye.

hello job and career!? not so fast He says. humbled.

impatience and mentally kicking and screaming all the way.

disobedience.

He showers grace, He calls me home, He calls me to real comfort which in this world, is a different definition.

webster's defines comfort: a state of physical ease and freedom from pain or constraint; consolation for grief or anxiety.

God calls for discomfort.

He asks us to leap in faith alone, He asks us plainly to suffer.

and all too often, we decline. too many times, i have opted for worldly comfort.

and it feels good, for short period of time if you are lucky.

and sometimes it drags on, and it becomes the norm. 

i remember praying after i was baptized in jan.10' 'please, never let me fall into that routine again.'

His grace is sufficient.

and now im going to Uganda for a month.

my definition of righteous comfort: His peace.

and so i cling to that.

i leave september 1 for a month and am ripped from my worldly comforts:

my safe and loving family.

my christian church.

my christian friends.

my morning choreographed runs.

my kitchen stocked with sugar, flour, and baking soda.

my safe rich country where i lack the concept of poverty even in the worst of debt.

my bubble i so lovingly maintain.

they become worldly when i say i love you Jesus plus.

for one month i get to say i can't rely on anyone but you Jesus.

no one will be to the rescue but Him, phew thats finally a comforting feeling.

all i can say is thank you so much, and i'm not prepared, but know You are.