If I could be completely honest, I don't even know where to begin... I'm amazed, overwhelmed, ecstatic, mind blown, grateful and fatigued at how quickly God is moving in my life. This morning I woke up singing "Cannot Tell It All" by Jonathan McReynolds. As I began packing my clothes in preparation to check out of my hotel, I couldn't help but weep. Not because I'd hate to leave The City That Never Sleeps or even because I couldn't wait to return back to hot, humid, Houston - I wept because

God's been so good to me I cannot, cannot tell it all.

He's opened doors for me I cannot, cannot tell it all.

He's made a way for me I cannot, cannot tell it all.

He supplies my every need I cannot, cannot tell it all.

My week was nothing short of an experience. From getting taxis stolen from us, to finding ourselves backstage at runway shows featured on Vogue.com, it feels like a dream. I could go into detail but I suppose I'll just let the pictures on my Instagram tell the story....because I need few days to soak it all up...