Ceci est la couleur de mes rêves

What we are is God's gift to us. What we become is our gift to God. - Eleanor Powell

As my final hours of freedom wither away…

I’m lying in bed unable to decide whether or not to sleep, after all I’ll be getting up in a couple of hours anyway (literally). I probably won’t sleep. I’ll stay up watching videos on Youtube and editing various things, and by “things” I mean recordings d= Still, I wonder if it’s better to get at least a couple hours of shut eye so that I don’t crash during my very long first day back at school tomorrow…

I’ve had a spectacular year and I’m stoked for what God has planned for me this year. I see some exciting things in the horizon, and others I feel are there and I can’t see it just yet. I’m praying that through it all I will remain transparent before God so that He can take full control of the direction of my life. It’s hard, but I love that God has placed wonderful people in my life with whom I can talk with about my faith and stay accountable to. I’m looking forward to what I hope will be an unforgettable year (+

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