"It's such a beautiful story - I'm face to face with the King of Glory. He rescued someone unworthy; I know this is love." - Phil Wickham "Crumble to Pieces"
The world is so beautiful.
I just can't help but notice lately.
I'm currently procrastinating my 20+ hours of homework (ok.. maybe I'm exaggerating a little..), and outside the window, I'm watching the sky turn from a cold grayish blue to warm honey color. This is my favorite part of the day. It's the few moments right before sunset, when everything that the sun touches becomes golden.. as if every tree and every building were suddenly put in an oven and baked to golden-brown, not too gooey, not to crisp, perfection. It only happens once a day... and some days it doesn't even happen. Even now, the warmness is gone and the colors of the sunset are beginning to sneak in.
Last night, I went to a concert where I got to witness multiple artists and poets and singers and drummers use their talents. It seriously is humbling to me to watch people use gifts like that. There's no way those gifts come from nowhere. Afterwards, I felt so inspired, blessed, humbled, and small.
Last night, when I was feeling overwhelmed and stressed, I walked into my room and my roommate had my favorite song playing on her computer. She didn't know I even liked that song, and I didn't say anything about it, but it helped.
I thought I had lost my license at the airport, but today in chapel, when I opened up one of my little daily devotional books, my license was laying smack dab in the middle of it.
I don't really have a lot to say. Just mainly that God is good and He has not forgotten us.
I say us, because I know that if He is still loving on me, He has gotta be loving on you.
I hope you notice His love today.