I've been sitting at the Intermission Cafe (the coffee shop that is only a few blocks from my 'almost'-house, that serves Big Train coffee just like Chapter's) all day long.
Without any warning, I'm tearing up listening to a song by Casey Darnell. It reminds me of my friend Nicole who introduced it to me, and our desire to see change, and our love for the lost, the poor, the broken.
I'm trying to find a way to incorporate my love for missions into my wedding. It's just so.... me.
I'm also feeling a little overwhelmed - not by all the wedding details, but by the fact that I'm getting married in 17 days. I feel as though my life has already changed drastically, just by meeting Paul, and so I don't anticipate life being that much different than it is now, except that we'll be living together.
I think it's the other stuff - like not living out of a suitcase or car or garage anymore. Changing my name. Becoming a Pastor's wife. Oh, wow.
I'm thrilled, don't get me wrong.
Just a little emotional. :)
