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| I've found something new.
I don't have much left to say to you, Xanga.
Farewell.
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| Things that are currently adding to my content-ness with life.
- The RMHC teen board people are very nice and agreeable.
- I don't have to miss dance this week.
- There was a pepper left in the fridge.
- I laughed on the phone for almost a full five minutes.
- I'm done with ALL of my homework!
- Matt is bringing me pop-tarts tomorrow.
- My rabbit is a very happy creature.
- Creature is a fun word to say!
- Washing my face smells like mint.
- My little physics diorama works!
- Natasha is coming in only 16 days!
- Church was very funny today.
- She has the right idea.
- People call me Ash-o-lie.
- We only had to outline a quarter of the chapter!
- I'M ALIVE!
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| I've never been this excited to wake up on a Sunday morning and go to church with my parents!
I love feeling happy about seemingly nothing at all.
I am SO so so so so blessed to be alive, to live in a house, to have everything and anything I could ever need or want. I'm so so so blessed to have a family, to have friends, to be a young woman of GOD.
Jeez. Life can't get better. Honestly, all I could ask for would be to follow more closely in the footsteps of my savior. I've been having a hard week, and I realized that all of my troubles were truly petty. In chalk on the box by my bed I made a cross and wrote John 3:16. For God so loved the world.
He LOVES THE WORLD. He LOVES me! How could anyone love a human?
Seriously. We screw up all the time. We're ungrateful and obnoxious, yet we're loved.
We need to live up to that. I need to live up to that.
He's called my name, and I'm prepared for bigger things. I'm in the same mood I was in a year ago when I started Hippies for Hope. Uh oh...I feel a non-profit coming on! :P
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| I feel like you've been gone for an eternity.
Tonight, I ripped you up and threw you away.
I only wish it was that easy.
It was a short time, that you were in my life.
But it was a rather intense time.
A time of passion, of mishap, of grace.
It was a time that I believed I might find myself.
It was a time that I felt would change me, and it did.
Now, it is a time for Him.
I tried to make it for Him to get rid of you;
this was not the way to do that.
Now it is His time.
Now I don't own time. I don't own my body, my soul,
they're forever His.
"He took my place, knowing He'd be crucified."
Tonight we ended in song, by the piano.
It was...so much more than I'd expected.
Not so structured, yet all that more meaningful.
"Amazing love, how can it be that you my king would die for me?"
It is my joy to honor You.
In all I do,
I'll honor you.
To this, I will toast and promise.
I'm not a commitment kind of girl,
but this is just one I can't pass up.
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| Somehow my soul is detaching from my body.
I just never thought it would feel this good to let go.
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