Full House

So I'm at my dining room table. It's 8:57, but it feels kinda like midnight because of the time change. As I sit here, I have a sweet college gal from Japan doing homework at the table next to me...and I have 2 college gals from Mexico upstairs laughing and being silly. I feel like I'm running a college dormitory. I guess I kind of am running a college dormitory. Karen, Elli, Ai and I have been a little international family here on Bellecrest this month. And my house is full.

It's full of laughter and meals and stories and homework. It's full of language lessons and talking about our backgrounds and cultures. It's intriguing. It is joy. And what I continue to learn in life: Everyone has a story. Everyone.
The other evening I went to bed early and I could hear such laughing outside my door...and I just had to smile.

I am made for full. Fullness suits me. I function better in it, produce optimally in it, thrive more in it. I love cooking for a crew. I love sitting down to a meal with many around the table. I will never be that person that just retreats from everyone and goes off to live alone. It's not good for me. Together is better.

I was a little worried about sharing the bathroom with 2 other people this month.  (And I literally had to go pee in my backyard once last week).  But now... I'm sad thinking about being the only one using the bathroom next month.  I'd rather pee in the yard.
Yep - Sharing is better.

One thing do I know.  God has more up his sleeve. When Karen and Ellie leave this weekend he will bring more fullness...He always does. New adventures will come. And I will be eagerly waiting for their unveiling.

Sharing. It is good and beautiful. It is life as God meant it.