virginia is for boring people.

I have the best dog on the face of the planet. Her name is Smudge, she's an Irish Wolfhound and I don't remember life without her. She weighs a million pounds and all she does is lay on my bed all day long, so since it's summer I've been focusing on taking a nap with her every single day because she loves that so much. Mom says that whenever I'm gone at school, she just mopes around the house all day. People think I'm kidding when I say I'm going home just to visit my dog, because that's really what I'm doing. We're best friends, and I don't think anyone else will ever love me as much as she does. I think I'm okay with that.

Abingdon is pretty...boring. It's pretty, too...but mostly boring. I've been spending a lot of time hanging out with Young Life leaders and kids up here. I love YL here...it's so comfortable and wonderful and I just love the people. I guess because Young Life up here is what captured my heart and spurred me on towards becoming more like Jesus, so I just love being around my old leaders that helped me through high school. I've been helping lead some Bible studies up here, and the other day I got up at 7am to go hang out at a coffee shop with some 9th graders, and we read through the story of David & Goliath and it was such a fun way to start off the day. I stayed after they went off to school and read a little bit more of Jeremiah, and it's really been convicting to me. It reminds me of Hosea, because the early chapters talk a lot about how we're unfaithful to the Lord, but how He loves us through our lack of consistent faithfulness. So good.

I really want God to do something ridiculous to my life. I was sitting in best friend Caroline's living room until 1am last night talking to her about how I don't feel like the last year has really changed how I feel about where God is calling me to go with my life. And that really bothers me, actually. Because you know what, if I'm trying to discern between medicine and ministry...whichever one God tells me to do is pretty much going to shake up evertything, and I don't like thinking about what that might mean. I've grown so much in my walk with Him, but I just don't listen to God. I drove around town for about an hour, because that's what I do when I need to think, and then came home and watched the Nooma "Noise"...and it was about how sometimes we try to hear God in the wind and the storms and stuff, when we're really supposed to hear Him in silence. And that's what I want to do this summer. This whole summer. I just want to shut the heck up and listen to God, just like Mary...I want to sit at the feet of Jesus and just listen.