Alas, blogs for The Colorful Life were supposed to be weekly.
Which turned into monthly.
Which turned into spare time.
It’s miraculous that I had spare time to edit photos.
But, I realized it should not be a chore, but sheer delight.
After having done this for 3 months now, life really is colorful.
Through the good. Through the bad.
And there are so many things to be grateful for. Things I can’t take pictures of. As I am writing this blog, my roommate is cooking. And I have been listening to her cook as I am getting photos together.
That’s something I’m grateful for.
I am overwhelmed by His goodness and grace.
There have been two blogs ideas that have been ruminating in my head. But they’re not yet ready.
Alas…here is the 1st week of 2016.
January 1, 2016: our second year in a row. at the same restaurant. at the same booth. tradition?
January 1: Happy Birthday Budiyani!
January 1: Making a wish
January 1: Love
January 2: Passion Conference 2016: sound check
January 2: so cute, like a bear
January 3: Day 2 serving at Passion 2016
January 3: Thousands of college students at Passion Conference
January 3: Grateful for a roommate that will encourage us after a LONG day of serving
January 4: a dear friend. who waits for the piano to be tuned
January 4: if you need a piano tuned, i know the guy
January 5: in AWE that there is a piano in the Caversham house
January 5: hello mango salso
January 6: Wonton soup from Tan Tan
January 6: Having boba with a dear friend, discussing Alinely
January 7: First class! Spin class
January 8: Lunch with these coworkers! Love them
January 9: Working on a Saturday may not be the best. But this girl, Emily, makes it all worthwhile
January 9: Downtown find
January 9: Priscilla has a scavenger hunt (Amazing Race) for her birthday
January 10: never mind the photo bombers in the back. let’s try this again
January 10: hello zoolander
January 10: volunteers = superheroes. Especially those from children’s ministry.
January 10: blank slate
January 10: with a broken oven, I brought over ingredients to his apartment to cook breakfast for the week. My taste tester