katie rose writes

Last night, my mind was spinning around my battered ego and the forerunner of ego: insecurity. Spinning around in these two areas was the word  preparation . I am being prepared for a soon-to-be-fulfilled dream. But dreams are often doubted in the midst of ego & insecurity's onslaught. The story/quote that floored me as I cried was this: "And what's to be done with the ashes?" It comes from a love story (Elisabeth Elliot's); obviously my application doesn't sit there. But then today, I see another quote from her about these ashes, which " result when an act of obedience is passed through the fires of God's perfect--yet mysterious--will."  Now here this: My obedience isn't on some grand scale in this season. It's small, minuscule even. If I had to define it for you, it would simply be a moment by moment surrender and rest in whatever HE-- not I-- has planned. For the day. For the morning. The minute. The interruptions. The to-do l

Today I read a job posting that said, "Applicant must love telling stories." YES. I wish could have immediately applied; however, I am still finishing school and looking at moving overseas as immediately as possible, provided the Lord not only opens the door, but pays for it to be opened. I can't doubt that He will, because I saw Him provide so abundantly for East Asia, but the figure I'm looking at is literally over 10 times larger (really?!), and that is terrifying. Excuse the rabbit trail. But it's real life. And He's holding it all in His hands. So, how about I take a different avenue now, and post some of my favorite photos from my trip on here, with a little story or two to go with each? Ok, here we go. This was our last big time sharing with college students, and I think it was one of my favorites. I shared the story of the symbolism of the candy cane, which I dreaded as I approached the trip, but my mom made sure I found the story and bought