Day’s Verse:

For nothing will be impossible with God.

Luke 1:37


I keep looking back on pictures from backpacking over the summer. That trip marks what I would consider the defining moment of those three months; I can point to that and say, here I am exactly what I want to be. My activities here feel so empty, contrived, useless. Putting one foot in front of the other, traveling miles, seems more meaningful to me than memorizing that the derivative of a sum is the sum of th derivatives. I feel lonely, seeing only Ian regularly and communicating with so few people, yet backpacking just Dad and I could walk for two days and I never felt lonely. Maybe because Carmel always kept us company. Continue Reading >>