I returned home after a long day of classes and work, feeling quite overwhelmed by the essay due the next day and the dinner I still had to cook (small things in the big scheme, but sometimes it's those minute details that can devastate the exhaustible heart). As I entered our apartment, I am greeted by the sweet voice of Hannah praising the Lord and playing the keyboard. She greets me with a smile, and asks me about my day. As I enter the kitchen to scout out some supper, probably stir fry, her beautiful praises follow in me and begin to gently massage my anxious heart. Before I know it, I'm dicing, cutting, mixing, frying, stirring, seasoning all to the glory of our Abba. Worship is contagious!
When I sit down to eat dinner Kathy comes bounding down the stairs. Her carefree spirit saturates the room, all is well. We eat and talk, Hannah joins - conversations of Kimchi, friendship, our fathers, and the Lord's provision. I am uplifted.
As I slip away to write my essay, I feel inspired to praise the Lord and blast some Misty. No complaints from my roommates - another plus! They are all supporters of the woman who changed my life, Misty Edwards graciously leading me to "see the way," for after all, "God is a lover, looking for a looooover!"
In a few hours my essay is finished. Kathy and Diane come bounding into my room as I type the last few concluding statements. Diane is giddy and rambunctious. We dance around the room, and suddenly I am five again. She flips her wet recently showered hair at me, and I crawl on all fours to escape the whip-like, wet, shampoo scented hair. Kathy observes with disdain, but eventually succumbs to our childish games. If only this were the constant state of our lives: bouncing on beds, laughing at ridiculous descriptions of future husbands, being five.
It's 11:30 and we're all claiming we're tired and should go to bed. Beccah returns home from a prayer meeting at JHOP. She fills us in on the passionate prayer taking place for college students across Boston. We rejoice together because we are not alone, God is plaguing his children from all over to wage war for college hearts sold out for Christ!
Somehow Beccah, Kathy, and I begin discussing the beauty of truth in christian relationship, the freed0m to fully divulge God's workings in our life (a recent revelation since LJs spirit led family night -- Oh right we are ALL broken people!). Beccah begins telling bits and pieces of her testimony that I'm hungry to hear since I've never gotten to experience the whole BECCAH Steven Story! She tells of her God ordained first visit to CFCF and her life since. Man, Lord you seek us, and provide!
Suddenly it's nearly 12 and we're not in bed yet. Oh wait, here comes Diane bounding into the room - we laugh as she quotes a favorite Dhouse phrase ...something about a stumble with a block (?).
Suddenly it's nearly 12 and we're not in bed yet. Oh wait, here comes Diane bounding into the room - we laugh as she quotes a favorite Dhouse phrase ...something about a stumble with a block (?).
It's 1230 before we retire to bed..but as I lay my head down I am only filled with excitement to live with these women who have encouraged me in so many significant ways already. Thank you Lord for placing me with women who call out my original design, who you have said I am, not what I feel like I am. You place the fatherless in families! You bring your daughters to sheltered places where they are free to unveil their enthralling beauty and dance in delight, for their Abba is provider.
I love these women. It's going to be a wonderful year, to be five and free.
haha a stumble with a block :)
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