Arkansas International Camp Meeting 2016

It is safe to say that traveling is one of my favorite things to do. I know this, and you probably know this by now too. I decided that this was the year for me to finally attend Arkansas International Camp Meeting and I spent 13 hours of my 23rd birthday in the car driving from North Carolina to North Little Rock. I drove straight through and found myself arriving right in time for service Saturday afternoon. I spent the next few days reconnecting with old friends, meeting new ones, and enjoying the amazing atmosphere of ARICM with people from around the world gathered together to lift up the name of Jesus. It was one for the books, and definitely an experience I will have to repeat! If you are anywhere close to Arkansas (and even if you aren't) make it a point to check out this conference! The presence of God was felt so strongly in all of the services, and it was just what I needed!

 

 

xoxo,

When the Whispers Turn to Pages

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"Writing is easy. Just put a sheet of paper in the typewriter and start bleeding." - Thomas Wolfe

I collect quotes; the meaningful ones that strike me with wide eyes. The ones that have changed my perspective, lifted my moods, or demanded me to delve deeper. Also the ones that slice through me and speak to me with an unparalleled clarity.

At times when my mind is jumbled, full of details or troubles, I have found that writing it all down is just as releasing as it is to say it out loud or talk about it with someone. I can vent, reel, and tumble it all out onto a sheet of fibrous paper in dark ink, and watch it dry as I think. Sometimes writing doesn't even require thinking, it is simply pouring your heart out, which can feel like bleeding. Blood is necessary for life, and when I write about the things that my life needs......I smell the adventure that is just within reach, I feel the heat of a rising sun, and see the cool moonbeams reflection on the shore. 

 My fingers fly across the pages as fast as they can trying to keep up with my minds voice. When the pages are reread, I do not edit them. They are true, raw, and me. I often realize that I have said more than I thought I could.  

xoxo,