Two Weeks

A lot has happened in the past two weeks. I really wish I could write more often, but working at a summer camp doesn’t really allow for that.

I got a tattoo. It means a lot to me. Colossians 1 means a lot to me.

I got to shoot Britany and Greg’s wedding. It’s the first wedding I’ve ever shot. Fun stuff.

God broke me this week.

So much for relying on my own strength and patience while working with 7th grade summer campers. That didn’t work.

God broke me. I was humbled. I cried.