Summertime




























And so summer begins, loud and happy, sweet and colorful.The heart must see what the eyes may not - that God is always good. I have been blessed abundantly, and hope that I shall find more ways to bless others and love harder.






















Recently I had to make a decision about work this summer. I had several solid job offers to consider, each of them attractive and with unique advantages. Usually deciding on summer work isn't a big deal, but for me, there's a little more to it since I am a rising senior (looking for open doors when I graduate), I want to be challenged as much as possible, and I have some family considerations as well. In the end, I went with my heart/gut feeling, deciding on the position which I believe will let me spend the most time caring for people. I'm going to be working with special needs children and adults, and I'm smiling just thinking about it. It's not as glamorous or prestigious or well-paying as some of the offers I turned down, and a few people have asked me if I'm crazy, but guess what? I don't mind at all. What is all that anyway? And maybe I am crazy, maybe I am not thinking "practically", but I most definitely am not missing out. It's quite the opposite.