There is always more...

Again, I'm not going to apologise for my incredibly long absence, but rather hope that some of you still care enough to read.

In the last month, I have moved to university and begun to allow God to build a life for me here. This has meant learning new disciplines, walking new streets, building new friendships, and discovering people that are such a humungous blessing to me, I actually just want to cry.

But beyond all of this excitement, nervousness, joy and turmoil...

There is always more...

I had no fear in moving to Durham because my daddy and best friend had gone before me to prepare the way and come with me to guide my steps. I am in no doubt that without Him, I would not have survived this whole ordeal.

In the low moments, He has been my rock. In the high moments, He has been my joy. In the crazy moments, He has been my calm. In the scary moments, He has been my comfort. And in every moment, He has been faithful.

I can't begin to explain just how much God has carried me through this experience, how much He has taught me about myself, and how much he has revealed to me of himself. But the most mind-blowing part?

There is always more...

As I grow together with Him, learning His ways, hearing His voice, heeding His warnings, following his instruction, I start to become more of myself. He is instilling in me passions and desires that cannot be taken away. He is calling me to love. To love until it hurts. To love until you feel like there is nothing left in you to pour out. But...

There is always more.

He is the bottomless pit. The overflowing of love. The ever-faithful rock. The always reigning King. The abundance of joy. The source of all creation. He is everything we could possibly imagine and yet...

He is always more.