barcelona [part 3]

 

street sign / typical architecture / outside bull fighting arena / inside bull fighting arena / snack time / beach time / harbor at sunset

barcelona [part 2]

 

Christopher Columbus points the way / churros and hot chocolate / Barcelona building / beautiful door #1 / sign on the street / beautiful door #2 / sail boating at the beach

barcelona [part 1]

Last week I soujourned to Spain for the first time. Meeting a friend in Barcelona we spent our days at the wandering the city, shopping, eating tappas and taking in Gaudi’s work. For my fellow Texans, the city felt a lot like a European version of Austin – cultural yet relaxed.

 

La Boqueria market / Rainbow display of fruit juice at La Boqueria / Sagrada Familia / Wide, meandering paths / Colorful mosaics / Narrow streets full of life

two years

Two years.

I graduated from Baylor and left my college life two years ago today. Devastated, I drove up I35 to my childhood home completely unsure of what I would do next. I can’t help but think about that girl crying while she drove home, officially severing her college ties and wanting to whisper to her, Oh, the places you’ll go.

Above the cities and countries I’ve been blessed to encounter in the last two years, it’s even more, Oh the things you’re about to learn. As I find myself on a similar precipice now, my back slowing turning on Paris and looking to a hazing horizon once again, maybe I should take those words to heart again.

Sometimes I get wrapped up in thinking about what I should do with my future – should I just go to New York? If I don’t move to New York, will I always wonder if that was supposed to be where I ‘make it’? If I  don’t go t New York, will I ever know my full potential? What will be most beneficial to my career, what will be most beneficial to my personal life…and it’s all mere speculation. I envelop myself in this web of planning that with time starts to block my view of the outside world and turns my mind inside to think only about myself. Thankfully though, I usually then have a back to earth moment when I remember that none of it is suppose to be about my benefit. That even if I fail at being a writer or a professional of any kind, if I follow Jesus, that’s all that matters. It doesn’t matter that most of the world doesn’t see it that way, it only matters that I see it and believe it, and then live it out every day.

Jesus is my break. He is my potential. He’s everything. If I’ve ever written anything on this blog or any other place that moved you or made an impression, I promise, it really wasn’t me. Yes, I wrote the words down but he placed them in my head or on my heart. I have a note I keep on my desk that says,

“Do you believe god wants you to write?

Ask him.

There are no coincidences.

There is purpose, design, a plan.

Are you going to believe God that he gave you one?”

 

Oh the places he’ll take me. Oh the things he’ll teach me. The last two years have been quite the adventure – there’s no reason to believe the journey stops now.

opa!

A lot has been going on lately – sorry I haven’t been around to tell you about it. Two weeks ago I turned in my final assignments for graduate school (!) and pending my final grades, am anxiously awaiting official graduation. I never imagined myself with a graduate degree, but here I almost am. I also met up with a friend in Barcelona last week; my first trip to Spain, it was warm, friendly and delicious – I’ll tell you all about it later this week. This weekend, I watched my brother graduate with his Masters and spent my last nights in my Paris apartment. It’s hard to take in all the changes that are swiftly chasing me out of the Europe.

Today, I’m leaving for Athens and Santorini - I trip I’ve wanted to take since I first read/watched The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants series; Greece feels a little like a completely different world and I can’t believe that the day is finally here! In a few short hours I’ll be with my parents, who I haven’t seen since January, and we’ll be off on an adveture that will sweep us back to Paris with my brother and sister -in-law and then straight through to my return to the States. The next few weeks are going to be filled with many moments to celebrate and relish – I hope I can take it all in.

Thanks for returning here to read more of my words after I went missing for two weeks – I promise I’ll tell you everything.

Love,

C

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