i love to read. ever since i was small i’ve loved to read. my grandmother is responsible for that. i remember going to her house and strategically using my allotted “one hour of television” very sparingly. there was a tall bookshelf in the living room stocked with all kinds of books that she had expected me to read. when your six years old, reading is the farthest thing from your mind, so i wasn’t necessarily ecstatic about this bookshelf. but pretty soon i had devoured them all. and now i can’t get enough of books. there’s something really sweet about a good read that makes the real world seem so much better. reading words and thoughts and ideas that came straight from someone’s heart has always been kind of awe inspiring to me. i’ve never written anything for anyone else to read though. don’t get me wrong, i’ve written research papers and analysis essays and the annual “roses are red violets are blue” valentine’s day poem for my mom; but nothing like this. but i think this is the start of a really great adventure. this summer, i will be going to vancouver island, canada as a summer missionary. the mission board that hired me has asked me to start this blog to keep my family and friends updated on what the Father is teaching me this summer, and the ways that i can be prayed for. i’m so thankful to have such wonderful people in my corner of life, people who give so freely of themselves to me, and who are willing to sit at their computers and read the words and thoughts and ideas of my heart. so here it is, folks. get excited. thanks for walkin’ with me.
grace and peace,
p.s. thank you maw maw for the “one hour t.v.” rule, and also for all the chocolate chip cookies.