Why, hello long-awaited summertide

Lovely ladies and genial gents, summertime revelry has attained inconceivable acclaim. These twelve months prior equates the most harrowing spell of my life (hence, the dire blog post dearth), partially due to first year teachership, particularly through Teach For America. 'Twas a rickety roller coaster replete with haphazard heights, precarious rock-bottoms (That means sobfests. Buckets and barrels of tears.), and enervating whammies.

Through it all, grace abounds evermore. Circumstance after circumstance, God reminds me of His insurmountable grace through Jesus Christ . He daily teaches me that my identity and approval lie not in my occupation or others' perception of me, but in who He is and what He has accomplished for us on the cross through Christ. I beseech Him for greater faith amidst my great unbelief. God answers with ample opportunities to grow in my trust in His promises, and to find my joy in Him alone by reveling in His grace afresh.

"On your worst days, you're never beyond the reach of God's grace. On your best days, you're never beyond the need of God's grace.” - Jerry Bridges

Therefore, THANK YOU JESUS for keeping me in one piece these twelve months past. Thank you for allowing me to instruct and impact my students' livelihood - an exceedingly extraordinary gift, indeed. Thank you for teaching me bushels more about You through them. Thank you for a thoroughly marvelous summertide respite. I LOVE LIFE.
I must confess: he's a dandy fellow, too.