What do you want?

Hmm.

I'm very independent and I like those that respect that.
I don't have to hang out and be around someone 24/7, but I like quality time.
I don't like a phone call every hour to ask what I am doing or where I am.
I like the trust and understanding of two different lives, just headed in the same direction.
I like someone to care about some of the things that I care about, and just listen when I talk about them and just be there when I am happy and not happy to celebrate or just enjoy a cup of coffee with me.
I like a friendship based relationship, not an only person I hang out with all the time kind of relationship.
I love being around lots of people at times, and then sometimes I just like it to be the two of us, and then other times I like to enjoy time alone.
I never had a dad in my life and my mom did a pretty darn good job at raising me, and she is the one I talk to if I need a girlfriend who gives advice and then my sister is the one I talk to when I have something that I need to get fussed at for.
I do pretty good making good and bad decisions, but I do my best to make them and then figure out how I do or don't need to make them again.
I can't cook real well, but I do know how to follow a recipe.
I am a friend to all, and have a lot of guy friends who would do nothing but enjoy company and are very easy going and I want someone who is okay with that and doesn't get jealous over time.
If they do get jealous, then tell me.
Be honest and I will do what I can to fix it.
I like two way relationships, I give, you give, and we work together.
I get frustrated with not doing my best and that works for me because I want to do better the next time.
I screw up ALL THE TIME and I can't be mad at myself but just get mad enough to fix it the next time.
I want to teach children because I like being creative and have a lot to share and they are the ones who can make a difference, not just in the world, but in their own personal lives.
I don’t like eating things I don’t like. If I want to try something new, I will. Just don’t push it.
There are things that I like to talk about and things that I just don’t want to talk about.

You know. . . I was writing this to tell a friend what I really am like, and what I want. It’s funny because as I was writing it, I was thinking about the things that make up ME. What I am, what I want, what I do, it all makes up, me.

I wonder why it takes almost a life changing decision that I have thought about making for so long and then finally got up the nerve in my stomach to say what I wanted to say. I hurt myself, I hurt someone else, and I had a hard time figuring out what really made me say what I wanted to say. It reminds me of Charlotte, from SATC, where she finally tells Mr. Big what she has wanted to say, what she has rehearsed in her mind over and over again, and it makes her feel good outside, but on the inside, she really thought that was hurtful and not fair for his feelings. I feel like that is what I did . . . but I know it is what I wanted. I want time. I want to meet new people and get to know them. I don’t want to end a relationship completely, but I do want to take the time to get to know me again . . . build my relationships internally again and then even build up my life to where I am at least okay with it. I’m not saying it’s over. . . I am not saying it’s still going. I just know that what I want, I have to look for. I will find it, whether it is today, next week, a month from now, or in August. I want time. I think time will help me find me again, and get through all of these crazy things I have started and not finished in my life. I want to find the help I need to close doors and then open others. It’s true. Life alone is wasted . . . but life with people isn’t worth it if you aren’t happy with yourself.

I graduate in December. I have one more week of classes before I intern in august. I am at a really tough time in my life, and the one thing I want most right now is to find me.

Life is a journey. Family makes it great; friends and family make it greater. I have a Maker who I want to be pleased with me . . .


Special thanks to those who helped me write this. Yeah, you don't know who you are. ;)

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Ohhh the Easy Button.

Sometimes you just need to take a small break and get everything out that you want out, and then come back together and make it a lot better.

I think it would work. . .

I just wish things didn't happen the way they have happened.

But there's nothing I can do now. . . just have to move on and step over that rock in the water. It kinda reminds me of the movie Aladdin and where he is stepping on the stones and after he steps on one it blows up and then finally he gets to the last stone and as it starts to blow up, the magic carpet fly's in and saves the day. . .

Where is my magic carpet?

It Was Just A Bad Day

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carrying on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces every time
And I don't need no carrying on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
the point is they laugh at what you say
and I don't need no carrying' on

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
and the whole thing turns out wrong
you might not make it back and you know
that you could be well oh that strong
and I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most?
Oh you and I
you kick up the leaves and the magic is lost.

You know,

It’s funny. Because when you have what you think you want, it seems that it is never enough. but the second you have what you thought was "enough" or what you thought you wanted, its too much, and you end up hurting and being hurt which ends in you losing everything. But then there is that one time that when you realize in the middle of getting what you want or thought you wanted, you find what truly matters . . . what your heart truly desires. .. And it’s been in your hands the whole time. . .

Sometimes it takes just one mistake to realize the happiness you have already found.

But then it’s really funny, because it is once you make that one mistake that you are put into a stupid category.

And it sucks, and is not fair, but it happens.

Just got to look for that happiness that you’ve already found-

Move on, look forward, forgive, forget, and love; but most importantly, find what truly makes you happy.

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.

Do you ever get to that point where you just feel like everything in life is crumbling down on you, all in one day? I hate that feeling.

Today, I learned that I have to stay an extra semester in college, my apartment search isn’t going so well, my current apartment is dirty from my roommate, and my puppy is not helping, and then my car has a transmission leak. I can imagine more could happen, but gracious.

I’m exhausted. Life is exhausting. When you only get to sleep for a few small hours at night because everything is still in your brain; those things you really need to get done except you can’t find the time or energy to do them are still racking your brain and you just can’t sleep. Or, you sleep through your alarm and miss a class you really can’t afford to miss. Its really tiring. I’m tired.

Well, in the midst of apartment hunting, homework, big tests, presentations, future plans, a puppy, and taking 3 minute showers, I am looking for the positive things in life. I have money to pay April’s rent, which is a blessing, but then I have to pay a 200 dollar pet deposit fee for one month. I can’t seem to find all the positive things going on without finding the negative too. Where did that strong faith that there are many blessings without finding those unhappy situations?!

I keep hoping it will all be over soon. But then, at the same time, I want to enjoy these days; these happy moments when you walk in the door and your puppy gets so excited that you’re home that he pees on the floor. The happy moments when you get to learn more about children and how to affect their lives in a positive manner. The lovely time of cooking and eating, because then you realize that you really shouldn’t have eaten that rice, because now you feel like puking.

I miss the smell of clean laundry for longer than 2 minutes; the smiles from the people around you who really do care about you; the happiness of living situations; the satisfaction of knowing that you completed all of your assignments for school and got them turned in on time; waking up and feeling refreshed; feeling the warm sun on your face without thinking about everything you have to get done. I miss it. Where did it all go?!

I guess it’s the life of a college kid. Working hard to make money to survive, living the best you can with the ones you don’t want to live with, waiting for those moments when you get to see the ones you care about most. That’s life. I guess I just have to keep my chin up, because there is something that is planned for me. This is the life I was given, so I am going to try and make the best of it.

"Pay careful attention to your own work, for then you will get the satisfaction of a job well done, and you won't need to compare yourself to anyone else." Galatians 6:4

I Can See Clearly Now . . .

I’m not going to lie. I hate getting angry with someone . . . but honestly, I haven’t been like that since I’ve gotten into college. I guess sometimes we just lose our cool, and get mad.

So my question of the week is: why do we sometimes lose our cool, and say things and do things that we know get under the skin of others?

I really thing majority of the time, when we get our feelings hurt, it makes us “immediately” feel better by hurting the other persons feelings. While it makes us feel satisfied for the time being, later on, it makes us feel awful.

I try hard to let the little petty things go; a dirty living room, a messy kitchen, getting woken up at 3 and 4 in the morning by loud voices. . . I try to let these things go. The hardest part though, is that once you think you let them go, you still keep them in the back of your mind and they keep piling up, until that one day, one small thing is really a big deal to you, because you have all of those other things that are right there with it. You blow up, and make a big deal, but to them it is stupid and shouldn’t be a cause for an argument, but for you, it’s a big deal because it has built for a long time and it comes out all at once.

This can’t be good for your mind. But why do we do it? Why do we keep things inside, thinking that this is the best thing?

I learn daily. I learn how to better things by looking at how they failed. I learn that if a puppy has to tinkle, he really has to go right that second, not a second more. I learned that when you have to wear some glasses for driving, you can avoid a headache by looking through them.

I got a new pair of glasses recently. They make me see better while driving. They honestly help me see better 90% of the time. For the first day, I tried getting used to them but as I kept taking them off, my head started hurting. It was because I kept taking them off and putting them on, and my eyes had a hard time focusing. I lost focus of things because I didn’t look at it through the glasses; the helpers.

I think that I often do that. I often try to look at things through my own eyes, rather than the ones that are there to help me see more clear. I don’t see the good things because I keep looking for the bad. I don’t understand things, because I don’t want to. Why is it that when we are given help, we don’t use it because we think the way that we do things is always better?

God gives us help when we need it most. We don’t always ask for it, but he always provides at the right time. He gives us the glasses to see things the better way, the more clear way. Sometimes we just need to let go and take the glasses and see our life the way he sees it. Maybe it is then that we will see our own mistakes, and stop looking for the mistakes of others. Maybe it is then that we will realize how much of a difference it makes when we don’t do everything by ourselves; that we can see how much he can provide if we just allow him to guide us. Maybe if we just let our prideful guard down, he can bring happiness and joy that we haven’t seen in a while.

If we just look through the glasses that we’ve been given, maybe we will see much clearer.

Don't Worry. . . Be Happy!

I'm No Superman

Its’ funny the things you can learn from movies or TV shows. One of my favorite’s lately has been Scrubs. I mean, the theme song says “I can’t do this all on my own. I’m no superman.” It is kind of funny. When you really think about it . . . we can’t do it all on our own. We are not superman. As sad as it sounds, if we think we can continue on through this life all by ourselves, we’re really wrong. This is where those loved ones come in to play; those friends who are back home who cut out the pieces, those that you love from the bottom of your heart who actually put the picture on the puzzle pieces, and then the new friends you make who add the gloss to the puzzle to make it pretty . . . yet sometimes, that puzzle never gets put together. The really funny thing is that it only gets taken apart as we continue on through this life, trying to put these pieces together. Mistakes, wrong decisions, and then just “bad days”, take that puzzle apart and put it away, until that one moment, of that one day when you realize, it’s your puzzle. It’s your life. You help place the pieces, but it’s already laid out for you. . .

. . . Hey, it’s your puzzle. Put it together.


I think every day is full of tiny little tests. Some are tests of character. Some are tests of fortitude. Others are tests of friendship. And if you’re lucky, when it really matters, you’ll pass with flying colors. – JD Scrubs

Off to Virginia We Go! . .. again.

Here we are in VA again. Krissy is having her surgery for the Neuropace this time. She seems okay with it this time, but this only means 3 years of research and lots of patience for Mom and her both.

Theres been a lot that has happened since I last blogged. Starting after the summer, I transferred to UNCW, where the only issues I have had, well, lets not get to that! I transferred and have done nothing but love school. Crazy, but the Education department is nothing short of amazing. . . and the fact that I can graduate in Spring of 2009 is nothing short of a miracle!

In August, I kinda sorta wrecked my Seabring. Very sad, cause I loved that car, but unfortunate situations happen. I'm okay, and nobody was hurt. I was also in the midst of an apartment search, which wonderfully worked out 2 weeks after school started. Not too bad at all. Later this semester, I was able to find another apartment that I am currently in, and love my roommate!

So now that all of that is out and explained, I have one other amazing thing to talk about!! My Sweetpea!! We have celebrated a year this past August, and its been wonderful! We have been very blessed with our relationship and I can't wait to see what else will happen!!

Well, thats about all for now, so hopefully I will talk again soon!

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**Holding hands is something young kids do with their parents, as a way to feel safe. It's something elderly couples in their 90s do, to show each other they still love each other. It is a universal symbol of caring, tenderness and security. Your hands are extremely sensitive, they are the main way you "take action" in life. So to have your hands interlocked with the hands of another person is the ultimate way to say "you are what I choose in my life".
Holding hands comments from answers.com.
**Two or more people voluntarily hold hands for one of the following reasons and purposes:

* in various rituals:
o handshake
o in certain religious services, to pray
o in various occult rituals
* to express friendship or love,
* to enjoy physical contact (not necessarily of erotic character),
* for emotional support,
* to guide (a child, a blind person, in darkness, etc.)
* to urge to follow,
* to keep together (in a crowd or in darkness),
* to help the other walking, standing or climbing up,
* to dance.
* to arm wrestle

Holding hands is putting our strengths over someone else's weaknesses.


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God. . . and Port City Java (Part 1)

This has been an amazing summer. Sad to say we only have two weeks left. Two weeks. We started with about 12.

It has been a long but exciting summer. The beginning did not start out as well as I had hoped; definitely all my fault. But, all in all, there were a whole lot of tears, a whole lot of talking, and a whole lot of love. No worries. What seems like it can tear us down can only make us stronger.

God has been amazing. I learn more and more every day about him and his love and mercy . . . especially working with the children. There can be great days, and there can be tough days. But what is amazing about the tough days is that there is always one small simple reminder from a hug or from a comment from one of the children that allows me to know that I am still doing what I am here to do; still working in the place I was put.

I have really had an amazing summer. My walk has become greater, and even stronger with Rob as we put our Maker in the center. God has been my stronghold while Port City Java has been my fall back. Their coffee is probably the only thing that can make my day 10 times better than it already is . . . speaking of that . . . coffee break.

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I am dating the most amazing guy ever. You should be jealous.  The heart that he has beats anything I have ever seen. His compassion for me, my family, my friends, and even the things of my passion, has been the most amazing ever. It is pretty awesome when I can get a comment about our relationship and how we both do not seemed to be so wrapped up in each other, but is wrapped up in Him. My goal is for my walk to be in the right place with my Maker so that I can be who I need to be for Rob.

Sooo, some exciting news . . . I am going to be transferring in the Fall! I left this past semester from Campbell and headed to Caswell with a mindset that I was going to send in applications and get accepted within one summer. Guess what!? I put in an application to UNC Wilmington and UNC Greensboro, and will be attending UNC Wilmington in about 2 and half weeks!! Very very excited about that! Now I just have to find a place to live, which honestly I know will fall into place!

But anyway, I hope this was enough to catch you up! Hopefully I will let you know more soon!!

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Lots to Talk About

I really haven't written in a long time. . . I know, I'm a slacker. . . but its okay. You get an update now!

School is going pretty well. I haven't had to hard of a time with my classes, well except for the stressing to get all my work in on time kinda hard time, but does that really count? Staying busy. . . but thats nothing new either.

I like being an RA. . . but there are definitely sometimes that I really miss actually working. Like a “real job” what I figure. Yeah, I am getting paid for this, but I feel really lazy, and I hate that feeling. But I was at one point considering not doing it again next year, but then I thought about how I am not a quitter, and I like to really give a job the go-run, so in other words, I am giving it another year.

Krissy has been in the hospital for quite a few days now. She had her first surgery, one where they put a grid on her brain with 139 electrodes in it so they can monitor her seizures. She is supposed to have a bunch of seizures so they can tell exactly where they are coming from, and eventually they want to take out the place of her brain that are causing them. Very scary, but very much a miracle. Big Miracle. Only He can make that happen.

I got the most beautiful flowers ever for Valentines day. . . they are so beautiful. But whats really sad, is that I got them on my visit to see my favorite person ever. . . and then I was headed up to VA to see my sister, and in stead of bringing them inside, I left them in my car, with the window cracked, but they froze. I was super sad. I am still super sad. But I know they were beautiful, and that the person who gave them to me is the greatest ever. Speaking of him, I got to see him this past weekend, and I have to say I had a lot of fun with him. Like him a lot, and can't wait to spend more time with him. It snowed. Did I mention that? Yeah, I am not a fan of snow, but something about being there with him, and it snowing. . . kinda made it a bit special. I usually don't like snow, but for some reason, loved every bit of it this past weekend. Crazy huh? Yeah, I'm crazy. . . for him.

One thing that has really been on my mind lately is things becoming “real”. Something that came to mind during interviews, which I will talk about in a minute, was when talking about events from last summer, one of my favorites was when we went on a walk through the life of Jesus. We were blindfolded and all we could do was listen and follow. It made his life real. You can read the story over and over again, but sometimes it never sets in until you experience it, or until it is made real. One thing that has been sort of an encouragement is to make things that seem impossible, real. My walk with my maker. . . I can't ever really know what He is saying or what He wants me to do without really walking with Him and allowing myself to clear my mind and listen. Making our conversations “real”. Just a thought!

Interviews were the weekend before last. I really enjoyed mine. I def talked a lot. . . but I am hoping I get to be 2nd in command for Sea breeze :). But we shall see how that goes!

Spring Break is coming up. . . and I have quite a bit to do before then. . . I have to do a dorm program, which might be some fun, but we will see. . . then I have Choir tour that weekend, then a week lol, then my sweetie is coming that weekend, and there is a Youth Rally at my church. Pretty exciting and pretty busy at the same time. Get excited. I at least get a break and get to see my sweetie.

Well thats pretty much it for now. . . there is probably a bit more to talk about, but I can't remember right now. . . anyway, have a great week!

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Higher Ground (1898)

I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:14 (NKJV)
I strain to reach the end of the race and receive the prize for which God, through Christ Jesus, is calling us up to heaven. Philippians 3:14 (NLT)
















Written by: Johnson Oatman

Music by: Charles H. Gabriel

Other songs by Oatman: “Count Your Blessings”

His hymns focused primarily on Christina growth and personal victory.

Thought Behind Hymn: “It isn’t enough to know Christ; we need to know Him better and more deeply.”

I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining every day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

Lord, lift me up and let me stand
By faith on heaven’s table land,
A higher plain that I have found:
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.

My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where these abound,
My prayer, my aim is higher ground.

I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
Fr faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.

I want to scale the utmost height
And catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still I’ll pray ‘til heaven I’ve found
“Lord, lead me on to higher ground.”

Lord lift me up and let me stand
By faith on heaven’s table land,
A higher plain that I have found:
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.


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Things I Love

You know what?
I love fresh clean towels that come out of the dryer. I love crazy shoes. I love being by myself sometimes, but I also love to be around people. I love sunny days. I love to drive with a bunch of friends. I love telephone calls. I love my cell phone. I love aerobics. I love coffee and lots of random creamers. I love to take pictures. I love my curly hair. I love to buy new underwear. I love clean clothes. I love the color white. I love the color green. I love the beach. I love Fort Caswell. I love showers. I love clean shaved legs. I love loud music. I love schedules. I love to decorate things. I love to sleep. I love to take showers, and to get ready for my days. I love talking to people and finding out new things. I love my mom and my sister. I love food. I love Bing Crosby. I love Puerto Rico pictures. I love new coffee mugs. I love love-stories. I love watching movies. I love to hear about others lives. I love to dance. I love to talk. I love friends. I love to read blogs. I love to dress up. I love necklaces. I love to watch bands play. I love old movies. I love male voices. I love toboggans. I love baseball games. I love Victoria secret. I love text messages. I love Starbucks. I love sunsets. I love to sing. I love my guitar. I love dinner dates with friends. I love to lay outside and get dark. I love peanuts and coke. I love Dairy Queen. I love Diamond Rio and Bohemian Rhapsody. I love musicals. I love stripes. I love happy people. I love laughing. I love to smile. I love meeting new people. I love happy endings. I love polka dots. I love Big Blue. I love my STB buddy. I love to hang out with kids. I love random facts. I love cartoons. I love Phil of the Future on Disney Channel. I love pop tarts. I love Diet Pepsi with Lime. I love to be surprised, but that’s only when I don’t know it’s a surprise. I love to walk. I love the stars. I love to hear it rain. I love to sleep when it’s raining. I love to sing harmony. I love being in church on Sundays. I love to hear what people think. I love to see smiles. I love it when people love others. I love. . . well, you get the idea.

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VA Trip take 2

VA trip number two. . .



This is what we thought about our VA trip. . .



All of us felt this way. . .




Things are going to turn out well, but man that was a long trip.


Surgery is around February 12, 2007 and will happen for about 3 weeks or so. Pray hard. Its gonna be a tough one, but it will turn out well.

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Happy New Year!!

Happy New Year!! I am so thankful that I got a chance to start another year. No new years resolutions, but there are things that will be accomplished in 2007. PTL for great times and great memories of 2006, but I definitely look forward to this upcoming year.

Semester number 4 starts in about 2 weeks. It should go good. I am pretty excited about it. There are a few classes that I am excited about taking, but then who knows how that will go! I did however quit DQ again. I applied to be a resident assistant, but I haven’t heard anything yet. But I still have a little bit. If I don’t get that job, then I will more than likely just take up some extra hours at the ticket office.

I have an opportunity to go to Italy in May on a UChoir tour. It’s going to be fun, but man I am already nervous about it! But how cool that I get to sing in Italy! Get excited about that!

On a more serious note, on the road trip of life, I found myself with a flat tire, and no spare. sometimes I seem to find myself feeling like that prodigal son. . . the times where he had a great life, but because he wanted more, he took it and found that all it did was bring tiny moments of excitement. But once those moments were over, and he had nothing else, it was then that he decided to go back to the good life. Every once in a while, I find myself feeling like that. Feeling like I could be doing so much better in life if I took it in my hands. All I have found is that I am super wrong, and God will use whatever he can to make me realize that.

This semester went by really fast. I did alright with grades and even did alright in the beginning with my walk. But as the semester progressed, I found that I wasn’t taking that time out to do a devotion or to say a little prayer, and even not saying a blessing before eating. It got rough. I kept finding myself further and further away from my Maker, and even though I knew that, I never did anything about it. But then I started thinking about how I needed this “divine intervention” and how I needed something big to bring me back to where I needed to be. Back to where I had begun when the semester started. Right after Caswell. Honestly, I think I spent more time looking for a big thing that I was missing the still small voice that we should be listening for.

I came to Caswell this weekend for a reunion. I came a little bit early with the boy, and we spent some time together and went to a wedding of some former staff, which was very beautiful, and we did some volunteer time, I guess you could call it that anyway, for a conference that was here. Well, last night, new years eve, I went to the service, and one thing that stuck out in my mind from it all was when the guy was talking about something, but brought up the prodigal son. Yeah, it may have been a 30 second talk about it, but that really stuck out in my mind. Well I thought about it, and a song came to mind about “When God Ran”. Read the lyrics. . . then there’s more.

Almighty God. The Great I AM. Immovable Rock. Omnipotent. Powerful. Awesome. Lord. Victorious Warrior. Commanding King of Kings. Mighty Conqueror. And the only time, the only time I ever saw him run,
Was when he ran to me. He took me in His arms, held my head to His chest, and said “my son’s come home again”, lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes, and with forgiveness in his voice, he said “Son, do you know I still love you”. He caught me by surprise, when God ran.
The day I left home. I knew I’d broken his heart. And I wondered then, if things could ever be the same. Then one night, I remembered his love for me. And down a dusty road, ahead I could see. It was the only time. The only time I ever saw him run.
Was when he ran to me. He took me in his arms, held my head to His chest and said “my son’s come home again, lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes, and with forgiveness in his voice, he said “son do you know I still love you”. He caught me by surprise, and he brought me to my knees, when God ran. I saw Him run to me. And then I ran to him.

He was waiting on me to go to Him. He definitely tried getting my attention, with things from finances, to stress about jobs, even to my car. All I had to do was give it up to him, and things would have been taken care of. But I didn’t, and I knew it. But what the great thing is, is that I know, and I found that talking it out with him, and asking for his help, his “divine intervention” in my life, I know now that things are going to be alright.

One thing that is great about trusting God is that he does things for you that you would have never thought of. He has definitely given me a blessing that I can’t help but thank him for. He brought me a very special person that has been nothing short of amazing. Someone that is great to talk to, and has a great heart, and tries hard to live his life according to his purpose. My prayer is that we can use what our Maker has given us together to bring glory to Him and keep our relationship focused on Him. It does take work. But with the hearts and mind sets he has given both of us, all we have to do is try. Try hard, love Jesus. You got it.

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