I've Got the Month of May

May has been good to me. I could never have anticipated all that would happen, how God would grow my heart and show me things in His Word, and just how much fun I would have. May was delightful -- a long, good month.

These were the details of May:

Discovering a new favorite tree to pray by in the park; getting introduced to the wonderful world of Sherlock at a sleepover; watching lots of movies (including The Amazing Spiderman 2, which was, of course, amazing); going to concerts downtown with my sister; running running running; writing my novel; jamming out on electric guitar; obsessing over the lads of One Direction; hiking in Georgia and North Carolina on the Appalachian Trail; hanging out with my church friends; celebrating all things British; finishing reading Elisabeth Elliot's Passion and Purity; praying and talking to God.

Good golly.

But now, it's June.
Which means in less than a week, I will be leaving my home and life of familiarity for the wonders of summer camp. Which means terror, and excitement, and joy. Which means everything.