I feel the silent breeze

A leaf falls into one more pile. That tree has had many generations worth of leaves coming off. Once a year. But the benefits of new life soon after, is something to be treasured. Just as each leaf falls off, a girl slinks down onto the soft, warm bed that has awaited her. As the lights dim out she begins to whisper a meoldy. Not an actual song, but music to God's ears. Another leaf falls as the wind rustles through the empty skeltel like frames of trees. Each leaf that falls down is another tear that slides down her cheek. She begins the prayer of releasing everything. She finally lets it all fall. God picks it up. The only difference between her and the tree, is that she does this year round.

My life,(now) in essence, is what you could call a tornado and find yourself making the mistake of an understatement. Falling off the planet seems to be my best trait as of late, and the only time I get to be in the house is to sleep. The irony? All tornado's have what is called an "eye." The eye is probably the calmest spot of the tornado creating the least amount of damage and chaos. Today I believe I have reached a little bit of an "eye" to my wonderfully busy life!

Some two weekends ago all of the youth group went to acquire the fire. It was life changing, inspirational, selfless, and God used it so much to speak in my life. As good of a time I had there, the lack of sleep made me crash to the point where I was practically sleep walking. That Sunday I had to lead dance team. God obviously had this all planned out, and slowly but surely HE is raising me up at the right time, as I have been leading the past 3 weeks due to Erica's absence. I did well under the pressure-but when I got home I was able to sit down and think for the first time after all of the good things that had happened over the course of 3 days. As suggested, I journaled all of the things that God had done at ATF, and now I know I can look back over what I wrote and be re-inspired. That is a reason to journal! :) No youth group was a blessing in disguise.

On to today.
Fair Maidens. Once again Mrs. K opened up her lovely home to us girls, and we had a blast making bread with Inglesidemom and creating paper hearts to store our "worries" in with Heartstrings. It brightened my day. I went home and felt in such a homey mood. Inglesidemom gave me a neat idea-so I'd thought I would share... She was asking me if I had a "hope chest." Further more she explained it as a chest to put items for your future home. These could include towels, silverware, blankets, napkins, and other things your accumulate up until you get your own home. While talking to my mom, she told me how my grandma had done the same thing, and had made one for her! So, now I am excited about beginning my own hope chest. I already have a few dishes to put in it, and I still have a few more years to collect things. =]

-miss organic lady.