mom, home, armitage

I've missed my mom a lot the past few days. I've missed home in general a lot. She asked me when I want to come home next to which I replied that if it is even in the realm of possibility, I want to spend at least a week in Lisbon this summer. Hopefully I will be either in London, Cyprus or Istanbul (for anyone reading this that hasn't heard the Cyprus or Istanbul options please don't freak out...) for my internship so maybe I can stop on the way or take a break. It would be sweet refreshment. I really miss the cliffs and the ocean and the cobble stone streets and my small but BEAUTIFUL church family.

So much is going on in my heart and mind right now. I feel like I can't keep up. God is revolutionizing my thoughts on Christian Love in the Body of Christ and the responsibilities of the church. I can't ignore the passion and desire rising in my heart for the innocent that are suffering around the world at the hands of oppressors, disease, famine, etc. For so long I've been acknowledging that suffering and have been "tender hearted" for it but its hitting closer to home than ever and everywhere I turn God is breaking me with it. He's calling my heart to suffering with them and give them a voice. I don't know what that looks like yet but I know that is has huge implications for my future and that He's leading me to places I've never been before. This both excites and scares me. But, I've been praying for God to break my heart with the things that break His and that is exactally what He's doing.

This has been a short break from my five hours of homework at Argo Tea off the Armitage brown line stop- I really like this corner of the city. I scored an incredible window seat and am thoroughly enjoying watching people walk by as I work. its kinda flurrying too and as much as I am ready to be done with the snow, it is somewhat magical!

grace and peace. More thoughts to come (maybe during my next study break in an hour or so...) on Shalom.