i have no idea what i'm doing

it's been 6 months, and i find myself on the floor of my bedroom again.

so different, but so much the same.

this time, in preparation for an almost identical (yet completely opposite) Kenya experience, i'm writing a letter to my ninety-some year old veteran friend. it's going a little something like this:

I would say that my biggest personal accomplishments since graduating a few years back include not settling down or easing into/accepting my place in this "real world" I've been told so much about. Sometimes I look at my friends and people my age who have already taken the leap into occupations, committed relationships, and even parenthood and wonder: "Why is my world so different?" BUT DON'T WORRY--thoughts like these are few and fleeting.

The truth is, looking back I can say that 2014 has easily been the best year of my life, and I fully understand that not everyone can. God has abundantly provided for me on this crazy beautiful little path, and a track record like mine leaves little room for comparison or anxiety about the future.

i have no idea what i'm doing. and *somehow, i'm completely ok with that.

accepting that i'm a work in progress is something i pray i never stop learning.

cheers loves! x

*this 'somehow' has a lot to do with the provision of God in the flesh, whose birth we celebrate this season, (and whose Life is the reason i'm where i am and have what i do.)