woke up early this morning, all i could think about was london.
one year ago today at the heathrow arrivals gate i was greeted back to the city i love with hugs and tears.
oh, how i miss those brothers and sisters across the sea.

my life makes no sense. which sometimes causes quite a bit of anxiety, especially when trying to figure out the next step. but then i realize how much God's done that doesn't seem to make sense at the time, but has been better than i ever could have imagined. london is proof of this. so is biola.

so once again, i put my trust in Him to figure out this next chapter. it might not make sense to the world, it might not make sense to me. but it will make complete sense to Him. and that's really all that matters.