Empty dreams

Superchick still remains in my heart as the all time "feel better after a rough day" music.

 I've been struggling alot with my place in life. I feel sort of like a nomad, wandering around without much of a goal in mind. One of my professors asked us the other day to write down a list of our major life goals and keep them. She said she did this during her undergrad. She explained how she has found that writing goals and dreams down has always helped motivate her to actually go after those dreams. So I sat there for about 5 minutes with nothing on my paper. I want to graduate. I want to get help people. I want to eventaully get married. I want to grow in the Lord, fall deeper in love with Jesus, and be obedient in his dreams for me. But as for tangible things, I feel like my goals are pretty shallow. I'm trying to understand it. Most people have a list of goals, and I really don't. Maybe the Lord created this within me to keep my focus on Him. Maybe he knows that if I set out on a big dream, it may become a god in my life.

Mason bought me a pink nalgene today. I love it.

"Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth." John 17:17.