Late Night Talks

A blogpost, a blogpost.
At late night dinner at the dorms, and my evening, my evening was shaking up. Tummy problems and uncomfortable feelings and the wonderful family of my friend. I have a friend who was seeing a guy for a while, but she absolutely fell in love with his family and still sees them regularly every week.
I really like my friend's family. They're so godly and caring and vulnerable and fun. It's so good to see my friend with his family. But also, I had a vulnerable conversation briefly with my friend, in which I had to expose some deep, unsure feelings. And I had to ask him to wait. And he accepted. Praise God for this new happening and for His presence in it. Halle-hallelujah.

I smell like pancakes.
There are people outside my door, cursing and laughing.
There are men playing basketball loudly outside.
I am up late.



And now, the reveal of a poem of mine:


Pit Hair: A Lament

Why do you grow?

I'm so tired and I feel like I should read so many books:

Boundaries in Dating by Cloud and Townsend
The Inner Voice of Love by Henri Nouwen
Set-Apart Femininity by Leslie Ludy
The Chronicles of Narnia:  Prince Caspian by C.S. Lewis
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling
and even Lady in Waiting by Kendall and Jones

I'm currently reading three of the six books listed above--I just started Set-Apart Femininity and am almost finished with Harry and the Pevensies.

I'm going through some changes that are shaking me up, but the Lord is faithful and He has control here, there, and everywhere. I'm nervous and frustrated and excited, but He's here. So, hallelujah, Father. Do what You do.

By the way, I found two dark, hairy caterpillars today. I thought I killed both of them when I poked them with a stick, and they curled up, so still. But, one of them started to crawl again, and even reared up on his hind legs when my camera got too close.

"Back up off me!"