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There's been almost too much going on these days. The good, the bad and the busy consistently hit me all at once, and I find myself continually transitioning between feeling happy, stressed, smitten, tired, grateful, etc. as the days progress. One moment, I'm belting out Mulan songs and the next, I'm in front of a group of prospective students (or their parents). Some days, I don't even have space in my schedule to go to class, and others, I can take my sweet time. One thing's for sure, K was right when he said that everything that's been happening this year is pushing me outside my box. I both hate and love it at the same time.

And the wonderful thing about it all is that I constantly catch glimpse's of God's heart. He's there in the subtlety and the clarity. He doesn't wait for the craziness to die down, but He insists on being there in the midst of it all. He meets us where we're at, whether I'm steady or dealing with a fickle teenage life, and that's more than I could ever ask for.