Learning Some More

A new semester is about to begin. Tomorrow I'll start a week-long intensive of class every day from 8-5. I'll then have a week off and then start into the normal routine of classes for the semester. It's sort-of shocking to me that classes are starting up again so quickly.

I'm not quite mentally back in South Carolina. This break felt so good in it's simple, regular routine, especially the time with my kids (in case you had yet to figure that out from my other blog posts). It felt so natural and normal to be back there with them and my friends and family, that coming down here is a little bit of a shock to my system again.

I was talking with Jesus about some of this, complaining really. I do this regularly; I start complaining but don't really want to go deep with him. I just want to gripe. Gripe about what was and what I miss. Gripe about the lack of perfection in my life and what's around me. The awesome thing about Jesus is he can take it, and he's so patient with me. He waits and listens, he draws me out. He takes me past the gripes and then penetrates to my heart and the deeper issues revealing sin, fear and insecurity. I totally love that about him. I love that he doesn't let me stay where I am. I love that I can seek him and he is so willing to be found. I love that he knows me inside out and still delights in me.

I always end those time in utter thanksgiving - thankful for a Savior who loves me so and thankful for all he has yet to teach me.