summer skin.

It's August. I haven't blogged since June. What should I say?.... Well, I'm not going to walk you through my summer, because that would take to long. So I'll try to sum it up. (even though it's not quite over.)

Ok. so , I'm more confident in my choice to stay in St. Louis, but WAY less happy with the fact that i graduated early. It's starting to hit me... no, that's a lie. It hit me a while ago. But it's becoming more and more real to me that I will have to leave my friends. I still don't want to, and I still will be their friends, but I don't think it will be the same. But maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm wonderfully mistaken. Maybe things won't change as much as I've been thinking they will....
Or maybe that's all just wishful thinking...I guess we'll find out soon.

Anyways, I like that Sarah moved back. I like seeing her more often. I really like those sisters of mine.

I wrote this the other day. and it kind of is about this summer. So I'll show you. Then I'll stop. Sorry if you don't understand this.

In the mountains, God was there.
In the air port, He was there too.
He was there in the heat.
He was with me under the bridge, and he walk with me down the tracks.
He was in the sky when it didn't seem real, and on the ground, when it was to real...

He was with us on the tower.
He was in the lights... on the hill.
He is the beauty that we felt,
And we don't see Him.
He is in us. Not just around us. Not just with us, but in us.

And before the mountains, He was there.
before I was there, he was with me.
His infinite, unfathomable love filled the emptiness than would be all of us.
Then it made me.
Then it searched me out relentlessly.
When it had it's hold on me, it filled me.
It overflowed.
And it works in me.
It is making me beautiful in time.

But to Him, I am beautiful.
To him I am light. A small light, but a light.
Because he is light.
And I am his child.
I am a child of light.