The stars at night are big and bright....

I just got home from a wonderful weekend with my family. I love being with them and love being home in maryland. I got to see some good friends, got to hit the beach and got to see a good college friend get married. Overall, a great trip, with much needed relaxation and alot of reading/laying on the beach/nap taking...yessssss.

I am always so sad to leave. I usually find myself wiping tears away as I hug mom and dad at the american airlines departure drop off. Knowing it will be months before I see their faces again. It is really hard to live far away from SO many people you love. Like really hard.

But the odd/great thing is i know that me being in Dallas, Texas is EXACTLY where the Lord wants me. Its the strangest thing. People always ask me, how the heck did you get here? How do you stand to live so far away from your family? The answer: I was called here. Im so thankful for the peace I have about that. I am exactly where I am supposed to be. If I didnt have peace about that, I don't think I would ever make it on the plane back here :)

Now, I don't know if Texas will be my home forever, but for now and the foreseeable future, it is. And i love my job, life and community here. I have been blessed beyond belief. Im pretty sure, ok definitely sure, that several years ago after a run in with some over-prideful texans I exclaimed to some friends "I will NEVER live in Texas"

Well God aren't you just funny....