Um, man. HM is my favorite magazine and I just feel like an excited little kid who ate way too much sugar for breakfast and caffeine for lunch. Really I just feel totally blessed by the Lord, and humbled, to some degree, in doubting his care for me, or my lack of faith in him.
I mean, I'm not saying I came out here to intern at HM so I could have the potential to be in it... I came here because I love to write and I love music and I feel like God's given me a passion for both. And I love HM. It's not like if you work here you get favors. They could've really just thought my project sucked beyond all hope for anything...
Anyway, when I get stoked I think I start to put my foot in my mouth, but all I'm trying to say is that I am stoked, and that God loves to bless his children.
Working here has been really fun. Doug has a beautiful heart for what he does and he works harder than I may ever have. Basically it's like, him and his wife, and a couple people here and there that run the whole magazine - which was a big surprise for me, having been a fan it for so long and having these pictures in your head of like, a lot of people working on each one. It's crazy. It's a blessing, and I hope more than anything that I am and can continue to be a blessing to them. I'm so privileged to have the opportunity to be out here - and I do learn a lot and it's all very in depth and in those ways i'm really profiting from it - but man, my mindset right now is just that I want to do whatever I can to help, to be a part of something that I love and get to bless others in the process. I guess.
So yeah. I'm excited about the way things are going right now. I miss everyone at home terribly - especially Brandi. But the Lord's in control, and he has used this time to help build up my faith so much (not only through the good things, I've faced a lot of bad here, too, with personal or relational struggles). If you would've told me that God was going to use the trials of a couple of months ago to his glory in my heart the way he has, I wouldn't have believed you.
So, to God be the glory. Because I could die in the middle of this sentence.
I'm in the process of learning harmonica. I just learned "Merrily We Roll Along", "Lullaby", and "Jingle Bells". It's awesome. I want to be one of those cowboys in the movies that finds a random stump by a cactus and builds a fire and cooks the rabbit he killed and plays harmonica while drinking whiskey from a flask.
