You see, I have this burning desire to live full of life and adventure. I long to experience what God has for me.
The thought of settling actually makes me feel a little sick.
When I think about traveling, maybe not staying in Texas, marrying someone I don't have in mind, just... Living a much more radical life than I grew up imagining.... It really scares me. But not nearly as much as waking up one day and realizing I let all my potential go to waste.
That's not to say I won't stay in Texas and marry someone I know, but it means.. I only really want that if it's the most fufilling way to live my life.
My dreams are big. They involve me actually changing things... Me allowing God to do what He will with me, and thus shaking my world. My dreams absolutely terrify me. But hey, if your dreams don't scare you, they're not big enough, right?
I'm at a weird place in my life where I'm not really sure what direction things are going in... Or even exactly where I *want* them to go...
I'm trying to just let go and let God and not freak out that I don't have a plan, but that's crazy in my mind. What can I say, I'm a work in progress.
So that's me right now. Living life, making peace with not knowing what's going to happen, and , of course, forever missing the Philippines.
I miss doing things Filipino style... Especially how everyone hugs and leans on eachother and all that so much. I even crave it some days.
Life is a crazy ride. Only five more weeks of school.... I don't even know how to process that...