I'm struggling with myself this summer, it seems, but I'm learning to be patient. I'm learning to try hard at bettering myself, and not just thinking it will happen magically. I have always, in a way, lived with this absurd notion that thinking about how I should do better would lead me to actually being "better", whatever that means. Being the person God wants me to be is going to take hard, intentional work.

I've always understood the idea of living intentionally for OTHERS, but never really applied that to myself. I have to intentionally strive towards becoming more and more like Christ, because if I'm not putting in any effort God has nothing to work with. Then there won't be any growth.

DUH. REVELATION!
Story of my life - growth coming from tiny revelations piling themselves on top of each other.

ANYWAYS.
The life of Rachel:
Is not exactly how I wished it would be when thinking about all that could happen this summer.
I'm nannying two awesome seven year olds that I really hope I can actually make a good impression on. That would be nice. I've always thought I liked babysitting, but never thought I was the best in the area of childcare, so I'm trying to be the cool nanny while at the same time being an authority figure. It's not easy, but I really feel like God wants me to invest in these kids, and I'm just praying he'll use me.

God is testing my patience at Old Navy. Not sure how many more years I'll be able to take having that as a part time job. We'll see.

Nothing's changed as far as my friends go, which is nice.

As much as I miss the Nash, it's good to be home.