The other night Ashley, Abby Leonard, and I had a major encounter with God. 
We prayed until 3:30 in the morning.
We prayed for each other and healing in this dry period of our lives. 
We prayed to be confident that God can do anything.
I have realized lately that so often I say "God can do anything"
and yet, I don't really believe it.
We prayed to expect God to be good 100% of the time when we pray. 

Expect miracles. 

We ended the night praying for the Church.
We prayed for the Church to live into the model that Jesus gives to us.
We prayed for walls of denominations to be broken down.

Let the people realize we are all working for one purpose.

I personally believe that Jesus would be disappointed to come
to earth and see how we legalize everything and how His people
separate because of denominations. 

We are to be one body. 
Working for one purpose. 

We prayed over the City Rescue Mission.
We prayed for every tribe, tongue, and nation to hear the truth. 

Let us do our jobs and not get comfortable. 

God breathed life back into us.
We confessed to our sins and were unguarded with each other.
He remade us. Renewed us. 

The next morning when we went to church the pastor 
spoke some of the exact words that we had said the 
night before. God is so real and so affirming. 

"Beholding your beauty is all I long for
To worship You Jesus with my soul's desire
For this very heart you've shaped for your pleasure
The purpose to lift your name high

Hear and surrender in pure adoration
I enter your courts with an offering of praise
I am Your servant come to bring you glory
As is fit for the work of your hands

Now unto the lamb who sits on the throne
Be glory and honor and praise
All of creation resounds with the song
Worship and praise him the Lord of Lords

The spirit now living and dwelling within me
Keep my eyes fixed ever upon Jesus' face
Let not the things of this world ever sway me
I'll run 'till I finish the race"


Today I had my first skin graph. 
I have to have three.

This consists of the doctor taking a bit of skin from the roof of my mouth
and putting it over my exposed root on the front of my tooth.
They numb you and give you laughing gas.

I was really nervous going into it because they said the top of the mouth would 
hurt for awhile after. 

For comfort I brought my HMS hoodie. 
I never thought I would miss wearing it everyday of my life.
I thought of all the youth groups and places I had been in the hoodie.
It made me feel safe and loved. 

I miss you HMSers. A lot.



Last night I spent the night up in the city with these fools. 

We searched for Bobo's. Ended up at Sonic. 
Broke Abby Leonard's car.
Had so many great talks. 
And finally ended the night praying until 3am. 

I will somehow find words in the coming days to describe the experience we had with God. 
But for now, I am just in awe.


Tonight Jayme and I hosted a little tea party on my deck.
We had twinkle lights. 
We made vanilla bean scones from scratch.
Chocolate dipped strawberries.

It was the perfect night. 
We all talked for hours on end.
And finally ended the night in a swimming pool. 

Like I always say... there is just something about summer nights. 
Jayme, Me, Leah, Caroline, and Sarah.
This is Jayme's awesome boyfriend Jordan who brought us 
Cuppies, Sasafrass (our obsession).

Dear future husband, 
always come bearing red velvet cupcakes
with cream cheese icing. 


I decided to change the name of my blog because 
I am not longer living in New York City. 
I felt this name was good because throughout my
 time overseas and in North America
 I have met so many people. 
I hold them all in my heart, they go with me wherever I go.

This is a quote from a Weepies song.




While in China we visited several Leprosy Colonies.
In China, lepers are very stigmatized so even if they look normal they are 
cast out of cities and towns. Even their families are 
forced to leave and never return.
So out in the Chinese country side you will find villages full of
 lepers and their families.
In these places they have such strong communities. 

They are some of the only places in China that you can freely worship and speak about 
Jesus Christ. 

Before I went I prayed for the Lord to give me His eyes so I would not be 
frightened to encounter or touch people disfigured by this disease. 
The Lord, needless to say, answered my prayers. 
As soon as I walked into the gates I saw disfigured people everywhere,
but I was not phased. I was not phased because I knew
that on the inside we all look the same and that 
to Jesus this physical abnormality meant nothing. 

Later I spent time with a woman on the verge of death. 
She was moaning in her bed and was so frail. 
It took me by surprise that my first thought was of my dying
grandmother, but it was this thought that evoked compassion in me
 like I had never felt before. 

I sat right next to her in her pee stained bed and showed her pictures.
I rubbed her back, not afraid to touch her. 
She had one leg, no fingers, and scabs on her wrinkly skin. 

I held her and sat with her.
 Many times I thought of the verse in Matthew 25:40.
"I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of 
the least of these brothers of mine, 
you did for me."

If this was Jesus, Himself, I would not deny Him a hug or a smile.
So why would I deny these people human contact and love just because
they look different on the outside than I do?

My friend Kelly and I sang to her. 
We just happen to be the worst singers in all of HMS but 
the lady loved it. She rocked to the music and when we stopped 
she wanted us to continue. 
While Kelly and I belted out worship music I found myself laughing 
and crying at the same time. 
Laughing at our terrible singing but crying due to 
extreme brokenness.

When we left the old lady we kissed her on the cheek. 
She smiled. 
She actually smiled. 
What a change had been made in her Spirit from the time when 
we had first arrived in her room. 

It is amazing what Jesus can do just through love.
What we did was not hard.
But that is the simplicity of the gospel.
Love. 
Love.
Love. 

Love and people will look into the face of our savior. 


Tonight Jayme Bee and I enjoyed Starbucks at the park. 
One of my favorite things about summer is bike riding at night.
So, we did. 
It was so great to talk about life and what God is doing in our hearts. 

Side note: I am currently listening to Christmas music. 
Go ahead you Grinches, hate on me.



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