I don’t have anything beautiful to say today.
Today, I am sitting in the library, working my butt off to catch up in what is really an impossible sprint. Today, I left my house without making my bed, without reading my Bible, without taking time to spend with the Lover of my soul. Today I am tired, and my routine is a mess, and I mostly consist of coffee and chicken pie. Today I have nothing beautiful to say.
Today I am in the middle of what life is made up of. We like to attach pretty phrases to things, hipster photos, filters and airbrushing pics and sentences, making it seem like life is this rainbow ride of photogenic all-together-ness. Today is not a day for that. I have no inspirational quotes to share. Today is simply me, in a sea of students, looking up ancient Greek words and trying not to have a meltdown about how behind I am or how many things I have to do. Today is full of highlighters and pen ink all over my fingers and the campus coffee people knowing my order before I say anything because I’ve been there so many times.
But you know what? Today is good.