You Were Made For Something Greater

Now Playing: Run Daddy Run from the Hunger Games soundtrack

Living in the mountains does something. Never realized how Southern I am, how much weight this culture carries in my life until I came up here for school and was surrounded by it. It makes me miss my sister, and her cute accent and her similar love of bluegrass and mountain views.

But this place is good for another thing too. Being outside, being warm again, it's a tangible sense of this heart of mine that's thawing and blossoming along with the daffodils. Spring Break was hard, but good and definitely necessary. I had to make a choice, it's a choice that I've always had to and always will have to make but in putting it off for the past while I had ultimately chosen neglect.

But no more. How can I just ignore it, I refuse to continue to let myself sit on the sidelines and look the other way. If I'm not involved then what's the point? No, I'm pressing in and fighting back. I'm choosing to be resolved. To say 'yes' even when I don't feel like it. To die and become dependent, because I'm so over doing it myself. I don't like it. It's only fun until you realize that it means you have to take responsibility.

Living in light of my grace, not striving towards it. Now that's freedom.