summer.

its coming to a close & its hard to believe. about 12 weeks ago I was hauling all my luggage into the townhouses at springhill & meeting everyone on my team for the first time. we were all awkward & quiet, not knowing what personalities we were coming into contact with. how odd to think about that hot, sticky day sitting in the gym around a table; our eyes shifting awkwardly, floating over objects, soaking in this new summer. i now look back at our last day at camp; hugging & avoiding goodbyes, the awkward gone and replaced with a new familiarity, a new comfort. how strange to think that my time at springhill is over.

god taught me so much during my time at springhill. the summer was full of imperfections, full of heart ache, frustration, defeat and broken expectations...but it was a summer of beauty. my 10 weeks at camp were lovely, full of good conversation, community and God; God in so many ways that I was not aware He could show himself to me in. He consumed me, ate me up & loved on me even when I fought it. He spoke to me, He yelled at me & He scooped me up. I didn't deserve it, not for a second but He helped me learn so much.

I want so share what God showed me, what He breathed into me & what my summer at springhill brought into my life, so in the coming days the stories will unfold. my heart and experiences will be raw...right here. buckle up folks.