I feel my heart swell with emotion when I look at these pictures and I have to just hold my breath for a second. How does God bless me so? How does He find it good to be so kind to me? This summer I felt my dreams came true. I had the privilege of going to Maine for 6 weeks and working at a Bible camp, and a then my summer ended with a most joyous visit to see my love. I come home and almost wonder if it's true. It feels like it could be one big spectacular day-dream.... but it's not- it's real. It's my life. It's God's grace.
My heart does ache to be with Taylor. But it's a joyous aching. I feel growing in me a longing for forever. I long for an end to this season of "hello's" and "goodbyes," and many months in between. Somehow I never get used to those moments following our goodbye- to watch him turn around and walk away and realize that I don't get to go with him pulls at my heart unlike anything I have ever felt. I cling to those last seconds of watching him before he disappears into the crowd at the airport. Yet, I believe it's these very things that I long to end that make up a part of the beauty and depth of my love for him. I know these are the faint whispers of what my heart was created to long for- Indeed God set eternity in my heart
