I officially want to move to Hungary once I am done "growing up" or "finishing school" or whatever. I have never immediately loved a place so much in my life.
Each lovely leaf, each greenery
Was not enough for us to see
I knew our hearbeats would not last
Fleeting time, our heartbeats fast
We took the language from our lips
And let it flow through fingertips
the trees, each fa, proclaimed the truth
perhaps I was in love with you
the 'ternal smile upon your lips
our souls aligned, a true eclipse
I fell in and out of a foolish sort of love about 7 or 8 times in under 17 days. European (Christian!)young men can do that to you. In all seriousness, I have never felt so close to God as when I was in that beautiful country. Nothing is as satisfying as God's work. The Christians there were genuine servants of God. I miss it so much.
Now that I am home, and I realize that God has a perfect plan for every day, I am going to try to please him in everything I do, even the little things. Like practicing 2 hours a day. And I want to lose 10 pounds before school starts. And especially I need to have a quiet time every morning. Life is nothing without God's purpose.
I have been trying to look for some Hungarian praise music online but I can't find any. In Hungary, our host family played Hungarian praise music in the car, and it was beautiful as we passed Hungary's rolling hills and green mountains. I need more praise music on my ipod, so why not in Hungarian? The language is fantastic, and I am still trying to learn.
As far as knitting goes, I worked on a circular shrug on the plane. I will be done within the week I hope. I will be reading Harry Potter too, though. I am also awaiting a swap package from aspenwall of craftster. She liked hers, and I am very relieved. I loved crafting for her.
At present, I am mourning my departure from Hungary. This, too, shall pass.