"It's Time!"

"It's Time!!"

Time to unpack my "winter clothes" box that has been hibernating for the past 8 months; to take evening walks outside with no particular destination; Time to lose our weekends in the name of football; to snuggle up really close and pile blankets on the hammock. Time to purchase smittens.

Time for women everywhere to become domestic goddesses and bake; to hear a fire crackling in the hearth. Time to talk for hours over a cup of coffee; to hold hands everywhere you go. It's time for the trees to change as if to remind us that even the best things only last for a little while.

"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven." -Ecclesiastes 3:1

It's a time to come together, to give thanks and rejoice; to be reminded of just how rich in blessings we truly are. Time to join together, and celebrate God's incredible design. He is a Lord of purpose, order and of seasons.

"From the autumn leaves that will ride the breeze; to the faith it takes to pray and sing... He is God of all, He is everything. Oh, let the praises ring, He is everything!"

I hope that you and I take time this soon-to-be chilly season to be a smitten, a cup of coffee or an evening walk to someone who needs it.

Taylor

Stories...

This post, hopefully the first of many, marks the end of one story and the beginning of another...

As I begin my Senior year of college, I have come to the bittersweet realization that no matter how much I want this incredible journey to continue for the rest of my life, my college days are coming to an end. As I think back over the last four years, I remember and I smile... 

I moved away from home and into a dorm room. I joined a house that later became my home. I made friendships that have encouraged me and filled me up with a love that I will cherish for the rest of my life. I fell in love with man who captures my heart daily. I got out of my comfort zone and lead my house in recruitment. I learned that procrastination is unavoidable and that the best memories are often made in the middle of the night. I have been sweaty, soaked to the bone and frozen solid all in the name of football. I danced for hours in stilettos at many a date party. I have experienced success and failure, heartache and the deepest love, tears of laughter and sorrow... and I have, through it all, been in the loving and forgiving arms of Jesus Christ. 

As I begin to write the last chapter to what I thought was an ending, I realize it is only prologue to the next big adventure in my life, and that greater things are yet to come... 

Taylor