Things that fade.

This past trip to NY, I dropped off my first pair of jeans at Self-Edge so that they could use it in some photoshoot. Meanwhile I had the chance to take a picture of my 3 year old pair versus a brand new pair that they had on sale.

And as I looked at how much they faded, ripped, and changed, it got me thinking. I saw how much things have changed from my freshmen year until now. With those pair of jeans I've been through missions, pulled all nighters for finals, went backpacking, traveled across Asia, funtrained, the list goes on forever. And through every thing the jeans have formed and faded to my individual life. And like life, I see how things are constantly changing, how God has taken me through SO much. And like my pair of jeans, from my blank canvas of life became me. Sure things could be better, and there are things that I hope and wish for, but when I take a step back and look and who I am, I'm happy and satisfied with what God has done, and I'm excited for what He is going to do.