Dream Big

First I have to express the excitement of being done with my Indigenous Australia class! Hallelujah! Done-zo.
I hope to never have to study that again...Now only two more exams next week to prepare for. (Ya you read right--next week lol). The dreaded History of film exam and Politics...I'll git-r-done...always do.

That was basically my day..studied before my final, came home to take a thinking break, went to Wooly's for my weekly food run (and 5 dollar pizza Tuesday!), and studied some more tonight! Although, it was one of those study sessions where the mind will not cooperate and concentrate. Ah well. I have till Monday.

I think God wanted to remind me today to dream big. Sometimes I forget that it's God who gives me my true dreams in the first place, and that I have to dream big in order to accomplish great things for God's kingdom! Also that I should share my dreams with Him, so we can chat about em ya know? A friend gave me a little teeny pocket cross before I left that has "dream" written across it. She wrote on my card to dream big because God can make my wildest dreams come true. (Insert laugh here---how true is that? I'm in stinkin Australia as we speak). It was a brilliant reminder that God didn't die for me to hold back, but He died to free me from sin so I can live a bold and joyful life for His glory and plan---(and of course so that we can spend eternity with Him).

I'm glad my study session of Aussie film was interrupted with this not-so-random revelation.

Wish I had the perfect Bible verse to end this with. Ope! Thanks to Elisabeth Elliot's blog, I do..

"Lord, all that I long for is known to You, my sighing is no secret from You. I put my trust in You, Yahweh, and leave You to answer for me, Lord my God." --Psalm 38

Beach volleyball, studying, and lifegroup tomorrow :) And hopefully some tanning (pleassssseee some sun!)

P.S.
Somehow every single time, without fail, as soon as I'm cozied up and warm in my covers ready to doze off into the sweet honeydews of slumber (name that movie mom!)...I hear my shower drip. drip. drip....drip. Stinkin drives me bonkers. However, it's easily fixed---just have to get out of bed! Bugga. ☼