Pensive Procrastination

Rebecca sits on the carpeted floor, her legs crossed and her eyes closed. A book is open sitting on her legs, the pages well loved, wrinkled, scribbled on and underlined. As she sits expectantly, her fingers softly smooth out the page of the book that rests in her lap. There’s a soft smile that lights up her face as she tilts her head up into the sunbeam that is streaming in through the large open window in front of her. A soft breeze touches her hair and caresses her face. A journal lies beside her on the floor, the last words scribbled on it are, “ I wait, expectantly, for You Father and only You.” As her eyes are closed a man walks barefoot softly into the room, more softly than would be expected for a man of His size. He silently sits across from her and beams at her as she tilts her face to the sun. He sits waiting, patiently, lovingly staring at her face. He reaches out to brush a flyway strand of hair away from her eyes and she opens them to see him reaching towards her. A l

I was reminded of something today when thinking back on the harder times in my life. I realized that a commonality in all those times was God was SO present to me. In grade 12, I learned so much about God and his forgiveness and grace and I was overwhelmed. In first year of university I had a rough year. I'm not sure how it is for everyone in their first year of university but I wound up feeling more alone and abandoned than I ever had in my life and it made me run, wholeheartedly into Gods open arms. I learned where my dependence needed to lie, and who built me up. God blessed me incredibly in that year, even though it was one of the most personally difficult ones of my life. All this thought of blessing in hard times reminded me of some of the beatitudes. "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted." (Matthew 5:3&4) It's really true that these are who are blessed. When you are mo

Welcome one, welcome all! :) I decided to start this blog with the high hopes that it would drive me to write more. I've found that lately my time spent writing for the sake of writing has decreased greatly and a part of me has really missed it. I also had some encouragement from a fellow campmate and blogger. :) As the title so aptly states a lot of these blog posts will probably come from me procrastinating or me just sitting in class thinking about life, love and God instead of children developing language, what Wordsworth really meant by his use of the word nature and the like. Really at times these random thoughts and rambles that come out of me pondering and praying seem more useful. I hope I'm not alone here in this sentiment. Especially as I head into 7 months of planning a wedding, thinking about marriage, life and the future I'm sure I'll have lots to ponder and ramble about. :) Sorry for the let down in the first post, but I promise more will come later. Espe