Milwaukee

It's been...way too long since I wrote.

Life sorta took over and knocked me out of the habit. The only way I know to get get back on track is to not quit and keep trying. It would be easy for me to point out all my failure to myself, but I won't. 

It won't make me better. 

Life HAS been a lot lately. More than I can even explain. 

There been warfare, heartache, tragedy, insane busyness.

I've made it through Joni and friend and through a crazy week of work following it and now I am writing these words on a park bench in Milwaukee. 

Milwaukee is an odd place to me. I can't seem to reconcile myself to the fact that it's a "big city."

It has some tall buildings, some beautiful architecture, a pleasant river walk and I am sure a great many things I have NOT seen, because I am not here to see the sights. 

In everything that has happened in he last month or so, I have loosened my grasp on a few things that matter. My goals and this blog are amount them. But when I return home and life goes back to "normal" I want to commit to "dig in" to the things that matter.

I want to draw near to the Lord as I know he has called me to and finish this 33rd year strong. I want to consecrate myself to the Lord to be the woman that I am supposed to be.

I just was talking to a friend about how I find Milwaukee a bit strange and he said, "yeah, it doesn't really know what it is."

It's true, that exactly what I was picking up about this town but I realize as I think about it, in someways...I'm like Milwaukee. Even at age 33, I'm just trying to figure out who and what I am. 


I want to keep going and growing into the woman who God is leading me to become, one who, unlike Milwaukee, knows exactly who she is. 

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