June 27th

Heads up to probably the only one who reads this (and is a guy). This will be a girlier post than my usuals. Therefore, bear with me a moment while I pretend I have an audience. :)



Life is strange.
I've been revisiting old memories, as well as looking forward to new moments
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I've spent the last couple of days sorting through old boxes after work. Due to my upcoming marriage, and earlier upcoming room switch-up happening, I've been sorting through/throwing away old stuff. Wow. How things have changed. In between silly notes written back and forth and journal posts/notes jotted everywhere...I can't believe how "hard" Jr. high was. It's weird thinking back to those days when everything was such a big deal. It's humorous, in a way, to reminisce about old crushes that were the biggest deal in the world, fights with friends, and insecurities about the silliest things. Wow! Who was that girl?? And all the high school memorabilia? It meant so much to me back then. And yes, there are some really, really, good memories there. But in the grand scheme of things...I've really changed.Those things are no longer as important. And for the first time in years...I'm really okay with that and letting go.

Fast forward to now. I wonder what things that I worry about now will seem so silly in the future. Will I laugh about how much I worried about decorations for our wedding? Will I snicker at the honest-to-goodness insecurity I feel about learning how to do make-up for my wedding?? Will I look back and wonder why in the world I spent so much time thinking about whether or not I picked out the right dresses, location, music, anything? (Okay..I'm kind of already at that point). But really. If any of my  imaginary readers are out there actually reading...please tell me I'm not alone in worrying about such things--and then tell me to stop. :)

On another note...
I should add another disclaimer. I never promised this post would be organized. It's getting pretty random...
The Lord is teaching me so much. lately. The last couple of days he's spoken to me a couple of things.
1. Wake up with an intention to praise him. My alarm buzzed at 5:15...I really didn't want to crawl out of bed. But then, I thought, "You know, I'm blessed to have this job. So blessed." The more I thought that, the more my heart changed. Lord, I mean it. I'm so thankful. You have blessed me, and I will enjoy every second you've given me (and my ability) to work.
2. Cast your cares onto him- he carries them. For real. Last night I was up late, running through my never-ending checklist in my head. It was intense. I was stressing. I knew I needed to sleep, but I didn't want to because I had so much to think about. But then...bam. He put on my heart- "Give me your concerns. They will be taken care of. Rest. Trust me, and rest." A couple minutes of prayer later...I slept like a baby. Not a care in the world that I had to bear.
You guys...God is good. So good. Let him teach you...and change you.

Goodnight,
Hannah