The day where forever was changed

I know I know. I've been a terrible blogger since I've gotten back. There's no excuse. I have way too much time on my hands but I just never feel like writing. The other reason is that my favoritest baby laptop that I own has died. It's also the only laptop I own so that should count for something. This past week was spent in Fresno. Oh yes. Fresno. While Mom and Dad went to spend their days at the Beach, I stayed at Gramma's house, with 2 birds, 1 aunt, 1 sister, and one 12 year old boy. It was a riot. From sitting in a treehouse reading the DMV handbook, playing dominoes and bananagrams, sitting in the DMV for 3 hours, watching depressing movies and staying up way too late, it was a pretty great 4 days. Even for Fresno. My last day was my favorite, sitting in Borders for 3 hours reading the newest book I've been waiting to read, having a man paint a picture of me, (creepy, yet too cool for me to care), and discovering my new hangout, where I will be spending the majority of my time while studying. Teazers World Market. Every kind of tea you can imagine. In a funky art-esque atmosphere that relaxes and calms you, just like tea. It's going to be a fantastic relationship.

The real reason for writing today is because today is the day forever changed. The day where my worthless life was made priceless, all because a man who did nothing wrong loved me enough to take on what I deserve 2,000 years ago. Today marks the day where forever was changed in my life, because my life doesn't belong to me anymore. Because of this sacrifice on a cruel and wicked cross. My heart is covered in the blood of his redemption. My hands are held in His nail-scarred ones. And my life is filled with the beating of his broken heart for me. 

Today was the day where I was meant to die. The day all my wickedness and all my foolishness was sentenced to death. Because I, smallest of all creation can't be in the presence of a Holy God while I am so impure and covered in dirt. But it all changed, with a soft-spoken whisper when the creator of the Universe called his son to take my place. To take my punishment, to feel my shame. So that we could be together. And when I realize and remember that sacrifice, I am humbled and ashamed. I am not worth it. There's nothing the human race can say that makes me worth it. But God decided I was. And with that knowledge, I stretch my arms out just like my friend Jesus did, and offer all of me up to Him, so that my life will mean nothing, and His will mean everything. 

Today's the day forever changed. Just wait until Sunday gets here.

What's all that white stuff outside?

So much for thinking I'd bypass the snow by moving to England. Apparently it missed me too much while I was away and just had to come back and surprise me. Well...Surprise! Wish the feeling was mutual.

Tomorrow will mark 2 weeks of being home. 2 weeks? It's gone by so fast and so slow at the same time. I think now is the beginning of "post-Capernwray" depression because I am definitely missing my castle and amazing friends. All I want to do is walk around the loop, make fun of the sheep, and drink copious amounts of tea. But, I am here. In a mountain that refuses to let Spring stay more than a week, waiting for something exciting to happen.

My days have a schedule.It basically goes like this: Wake up. Too late. Make coffee. Watch David Tutera's: My Fair Wedding, work-out with my favorite Tiffany, eat lunch, watch Say Yes to the Dress, help Malissa grade papers (Yeah, I thought I'd never set foot in school again, and here I am gladly grading papers...where has my dignity gone? Haha, just kidding), walking to the office, saying hello to my Mama, helping my favorite Jocey with wedding plans, coming home, making dinner, reading a book, and watching a bit of Gossip Girl before my eyes close and I sleep in my nice and pretty bed. Not too much for excitement. . But I'm going to enjoy these moments of nothing, because soon, when real life starts, I'm going to wish I had this back. So I'll savor them for as long as I can.

That's about it. Not too exciting, not too bad. Not too England, but, we all knew this day would come. It's been great seeing everyone again and catching up on life. Soon things will get real busy as we prepare for all those kids with a God-shaped whole in their hearts. It's going to be incredible. I can't wait to see what he does with this summer.

Now if only the snow will melt.....