I know. It’s been a heavy week over here. (You guys, that’s why I told you about the ice cream on Monday. 🙂 I knew we’d all need it.) Today matters the most to me. Today, we pray for Scotland. If you don’t know what is going on, simply put- Scotland is voting today about
So tomorrow morning, two of my best friends from across the pond land here in Nashville. Yes. For the first time EVER, my Scotland BFFs will be seeing my Nashville life and I am so excited that I CAN BARELY STAND IT, Y’ALL. But, I’m also mildly panicked. They will only be here 52 hours. FIFTY-TWO
365 days ago, Georgia beat Georgia Tech and I watched from a hotel room overlooking the stadium in downtown Atlanta. I remember wishing I talk to my best friend in Scotland, Esther. 366 days ago, it was the Friday after Thanksgiving and my internal clock was still completely whackadoodle, from living six hours ahead for the
This is my favorite picture from Scotland last year, which is why I’ve used it twice, because it says exactly how I feel about that place, even though my hair has a major swoop sitch going on. Here’s another sitch we have before us: My suitcase weighs 62.5 pounds. No bueno. And so sometime between now
Last week, I was scheduling an interview for when Perfectly Unique comes out in September. I said, “well, I’m going to be out of the country for two weeks in July, so it will have to be after that.” The man said, “Oh really? Where are you going?” Without thinking first, I responded, “I’m going
[Here’s Deportation Part 1. Probably pretty important to read so you can pick up with us today.] So after Richard is convinced that my flatmate’s phone number is a fake, he asks for another number. I give him the pastor’s phone number. At this point, it’s been about 25 minutes and Richard had fully interrogated
I’ve been strategically waiting until there was no way I would go to jail or be banned from the UK to tell you this story. I’m thinking that since I’ve been home for one month + one week, now is an okay time. Thesis statement: In October, Scotland tried to deport me. Supporting details: If
TOP 5 FRIDAY is when we each list five of our favorite things, depending on the topic. Feel free to join in via the comments or by posting on your own blog and linking back here. Play along. It’s Friday. . . . . . One question I kept getting from friends in America before
I’m thankful to be home. Thankful for my family and friends. Thankful for Chick-fil-A and bizarrely warm weather in Georgia. I’m thankful for Edinburgh. I’m thankful for lifelong friends on the other side of the Atlantic. I’m thankful for Crossroads Church and the people there. I’m thankful that God is near, that His ways always
All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go. I’m standing here, outside your door. No, no I’m not. Unless you live on my street in Edinburgh. The suitcases are ready, the carry-on is ready, my hair is clean and I’m headed to the airport in just a bit. [Your prayers for a safe flight,
