A Little Tunnel of Hope.

I would be lying to you if I said that "nothing much" was going on in my life this past month. Summer has been a whirlwind of excitement, stress, anxiety, happiness and any other emotion one human being must feel. With all of these emotions, change has come up in my cranium more than once. 

Change #1 - My beautiful nephew was born. Asher Milo. He is the cutest. I know a lot of people say newborns are cute but that's only because there biased. But seriously. This kid is actually the cutest.

Change #2 - I finished a massive chapter of my life. High school! I got through what's said to be the most "life-changing" time in my life. Alright. I think I can handle life. Right? 

Change #3 - Moving. I am in the transition of moving to a completely different province where I only know people by their profile picture. Not only is picking what clothes to bring along a struggle but I have to basically make a new life for myself. 

Ok so that may just have sounded like a bunch of gibberish and natural emotions of any 18 year old girl moving away from home. But I do have a climax to all this mess. I looked up this scary and foreign word of change and found out the literal meaning. To pass gradually into. Here's the rub. God gives us this verb called change and says to gradually pass into it.  I feel through this crazy roller coaster of change and emotions there is hope. A hope that I will make it to the end of this ride and still be holding onto His hand.