mountain life

So I finished my summer at camp and moved to Colorado 2 1/2 weeks ago. I live in the mountains now. I can't really believe it.

I don't think I'll ever get tired of these views -- it's like I'm in God's country. The view from my school is just beautiful mountains. What I love the most about them is that they always look different. The other day there was this mist hanging over them with patches of sunlight.

My new school is amazing so far -- I'm already falling in love with my kids, although I do still miss my kids from Arkansas.

I've been working toward a very specific vision for my life: living in a small town in the mountains, teaching, and having awesome roommates. I'm there. I've achieved what I always wanted my life to look like. Now what? I guess I'll try this thing called "living in the present." I've heard of it, but I've never given it any serious effort.

I still have moments of doubt when I wonder what I'm doing or if I can really do this. Then I think of the birds and realize that God knows what he's doing, and it'll be okay.