There's five months left, and I am not the same person I was. I've been overseas for three months. It sounds so little, I almost can't believe it, because it feels so long.
Someone asked me my testimony the other day. And I said something that stays with me. When I was in my second year, I asked God: There must be more than this, God? Doing school, studying, getting a job, getting married, having children... you know? Just doing the same everybody does. There has to be more!
There is more to life: it's called love.
Love is being there for someone even when you feel they don't deserve it, even when they seem unlovable, when they mess up, when they don't act the way you want them to. Love is having their back, telling them the truth, supporting their decisions. Love is having patience. Love is forgiving before discussing. Love is accepting them for who they are. Love is enduring in the relationship without expecting them to change. Love is allowing Jesus to work in them without taking things into your own hands. Love is laying yourself down for them. Love is keeping nothing back but allowing yourself to be spent for them.
Love is impossible without God.
There is no greater challenge and journey than learning how to love. It is continuous and forever applicable. It's exciting and difficult. It's great and wild. It's an adventure.
Mother Theresa: "If you want to change the world, go home and love your family."