"The author of my hope is writing the greatest story ever told..." (Five Iron Frenzy)
I feel like the last couple of months have been defined by the curveballs thrown our way… and I’m wandering somewhere out in left field. I’ve always known plans aren’t worth counting on, but when they disintegrate, solid footing is hard to find for a while. Not knowing what we’ll be doing next year or even next semester is confusing, exhilarating, threatening, inspiring, and terrifying. I’m a detail person, so big-picture changes—no matter how welcome—have a way of convincing me I will surely die. Silly Bethany. One of my greatest ambitions is to lead a flexible life, and I’m pretty sure God remembers that… so stay tuned for the delightful craziness ahead.