hipster coffee shop love gushes and date creeping

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THERE IS A COUPLE THAT MET THROUGH AN ONLINE DATING SITE THAT IS HAVING THEIR FIRST DATE RIGHT ACROSS THE ROOM FROM ME.

I'm in a coffee shop, supposed to be "doing homework." But this couple showed up. And now. And now nothing is going to happen tonight. Absolutely nothing.

And it's actually a great coffee shop. It's new. And I like it. There are crazy-looking people here. Different people. I miss different people. I can't wait until May.

Anyone who knows me is laughing at the thought of me doing homework. Please. Don't worry, I didn't drink coffee so this won't be one of those caffeinated rants that don't make sense and lack necessary words that I don't notice because I tend to read at astronomical speeds and write impossibly long run-on sentences when I'm on caffeine.

And actually, it won't be very long. Because I actually need to do homework. But it's really no big deal. And this date. Is ruining my responsibility.

Anyways. Complete change of subject.

I love the ebb and flow of my relationship with Jesus. How one moment I have grown so much in Him and feel prepared for anything and everything. He has shown me so much of who He is and I'm astounded by Him and how He has saved me. Okay, God, let's DO THIS. I get life, I have it down.

Oh, Whitney. No you don't.

And so, being the wonderful Savior that He is, He takes us to new places, our hearts to new depths, and we are overwhelmed by Him, by new things He shows us, and by gross amounts of sin He shows us in the newness. Oh shoot...that sin has been there all along? My ever prayer with Him is to take me further, sweet Jesus. Further into Him. Delving into the new aspects of Him we find as we venture deeper into what life has in store for us. And how sweet of Him to create each new situation as an avenue to find Him anew, to be astounded by His character. By the greatness of His majesty, yet the closeness of His intimacy. The perfection of His holiness, and the wholeness of His love for those whose lives are so full of rot and dirt. The fear of this great God, and yet the grace He shows. We don't have to be afraid of this truly terrifying King. What good, good news.

How wonderful that no matter what tomorrow holds, we can rest in the fact that it carries the grandest possibility to find Him. To experience the Gospel at work. The world and its alluring treasures beg for our gaze, but there is such happiness in looking at Him. In waiting for Him (not for graduation). In setting our hearts on Him, not our post-graduation plans (like I have any).

Oh friends, He is so wonderful.

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