i come into the morning quiet and expectant of not much besides the Holy Spirit ahead of me paving the way. there is a degree of clarity in my head that isn't usual and at the moment i'm okay.
london grammar is playing while i write this. it embodies the time i spent in the throwing room last year, the last stretch of my education. i will be getting reacquainted tonight. i even have the apron.
going over the thoughts of last night and i feel more at rest. perhaps it was just something that needed sleeping on. i read about st therese and her smallness and how it made the grace of God ever bigger. and that's really all there is to it. i am this small. i am this weak. i have failed this much. i am going to fail this much yet. and everything could about me could be an absolute mess.
but God is bigger.
it could be that simple. it could be as simple as: trusting completely that God is bigger. that He will not disappoint. that He loves us.
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