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I turned 21 on Tuesday, and I feel entirely myself. Highlights so far: burning a Christmas tree in lieu of a candle, using almost every type of public transportation in Chicago, seeing a house that is in both Indiana and Michigan, drinking slurpees from 7/11 walking down the Theatre district of Chicago, unexpectedly walking into a an empty marble train station playing Dancing Queen at 11 p.m. Hopeful for a year that looks like this past week, and for a spirit of continual curiosity (do you ever think about the person who refills the newspaper stands every morning? even the ones old, and cracking? I do). Qui vivra verra!

When I think of my friends in Romania, I think of Paul’s longing for the Thessalonians: “But since we were torn away from you, brothers, for a short time, in person not in heart, we endeavored the more eagerly and with great desire to see you face to face.” That is why I am so excited that I get to go back this summer for the 5th time. The Lord has been so kind to not only give me an incredible perspective on campus ministry and the Church in Eastern Europe but some of my closest friends. That being said: I covet your prayers, and support. I would love to send you a support letter or have coffee with you to tell you more if you would like to donate financially to help the cost of travel (every bit counts!). Onwards and upwards!

A grand day, one where I knew the most I have known of living- missed trains and missteps, all to figure out the metro after a sleepless night of travel with nothing but a pre-printed map. another metro, another exit, all far too cold for July: faced what felt evacuated, Notre Dame on a Sunday morning, the first taste of a old, divine world, encapsulating history, art at my finger tips. Hemingway was here! Da Vinci! And now I, on a Holy morning, a glimpse of a Holy city, arriving, and all to myself. I wore the same dress I wore that morning today - unaware of Notre Dame reaching the headlines, unaware of its burning. Cold air met my legs, the same 7 o clock breeze. No church bells but a reminder of the living, dying, emulating world. That feeling, and words, are what I know best; the moment before, waiting for summer. #notredame

pictured: loraine outside my future home.

pictures filed under “from days I’m still learning how to sum up, and probably never will” // I tell a lot of people the story of how I felt strongly drawn to go to college in the same city I grew up in because I didn’t feel like I loved it enough yet or had let it become my foundation yet. Two-and-a-half years later, I sometimes still wonder the ending to that story and the purpose in learning to be faithful when faithfulness can feel like failure. Yet, I don’t believe any question I’ve asked or doubt I’ve had has been in vain. In the midst and the days that seem mediocre, I think of mountains often: the ones a drive away, and the ones in Romania the past four summers. I think of drives down the same roads but never the same sky. I’m still learning to love, and I’m still learning to be faithful but as Peter said to Jesus, “Lord, to whom shall we go?” Nowhere else but here, trusting you.

eating snow // a series by @rainey.day

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