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| The excitement that has consumed my heart as of lately is equal to that of a five year old on Christmas Eve. Who thought is was possible to be that excited to move back into the TM dorms? | | |
| Can I just travel please? I want to see the world. No agenda, no budget, just where ever when ever... Two more years in East Texas, and that's okay with me because I know that's God's plan for my life right now and let me tell you the next two weeks are going to be long, I am ready to go back, sooo ready. As for travel plans, I'm on a plane this evening to go home yet again for phase two of getting my dentures, won't be anything like the last time, just adding another piece to my screws and then getting molds taken so the teeth can be made. | | |
| So I made it home(to KC) this past weekend. I went up to attend a funeral of a friend I went to high school with. He jumped off the Liberty Memorial building last week. It was hard to see so many hurting and know there wasn't alot I could do. I hope they felt the love I have for them... While I was home a couple friends I haven't seen in a long time were telling me how they were bored the other day so they got online and one of them still remembered her xanga password so they got on there and laughed because they couldn't believe I still had xanga! Oh did I ever take the opportunity to let them know just how much I love xanga and that I will continue to stay devoted! (I did have a small scare the other day because I couldn't remember what number xanga made me put at the end of my password...I haven't longed in for a couple days because of it.) Well I have done nothing but worked since I got back, literally I drove into my drive way yesterday from driving back from Tulsa, changed and drove to work, I closed last night then opened at 6:45 this morning, fun fun fun. I am anticipating August 13th...funny we say "Next year this and next year that"...when in all reality it's in a few weeks. Not one of my best but it's a life update. | | |
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Anyone want to buy me a ticket home?
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My heart is heavy... I am overwhelmed with the burden of this hurting world. Where am I suppose to put my focus? How do I make a difference? There are hungry, dying children in Africa, there are abused women in the Middle East, there are suicidal young people all over America, there are leaders that need prayer, the number of lost is greater than my mind can fathom...and how? how am I suppose to do it? Sometimes I get soo sick of living in my own little world, yet I find myself in that world so often.... [this is a little dramatic for me, but it's a spontanious post due to some stuff going on in this little world of mine] And then Truth comes into my heart and mind...He is still in control and His love wins. | | |
| That's right...Texas is home and did it ever welcome me with an incredible sunset.
If you were unaware I went to Chicago(my dream destination for living someday) to visit my dad. He lives outside of Chicago, closer to Indiana. It was good visit, haven't been there in a year, enjoyed the pool and getting tan. =) I LOVE to travel, I love airports, probably because I love the people in them. I like to get there early, get my Starbucks, find a good seat and just watch...wondering about their thoughts, wondering of their lives, wondering of their dreams, wondering if they know the Way...
A woman by the name of Lauren stood in line with me during the confusion of the ticket counter, then saw her at the gate and then what do you know we were seated right next to each other. We chatted a little then dove into our books, I knew right away that the Lord wanted me to pray for her, her family was going on a trip to Holland and I knew I was to pray for their trip, I waited until more the end of the flight...(I know what it's like to get interrupted while you're reading a great novel, you're in another world and it's hard to come back to reality) It was sooo good to pray for her, she smiled and appreciated it so much, instantly she asked me questions about myself and we walked together all the way to the baggage claim and talked until it was time to depart. I have no idea if I will ever see her again but what a pleasant time we had, I think we could have been good friends.
Time with the family was hard, the more I grow up, emotionally, spiritually the more and more the distance between us hurts. I long to really know them and for them to really know me but I have no idea how to go about it...I love them so much but really don't have a clue if they know it or even am not sure how to show it. It was weird to watch my stepsister be a mother, all those years we played with our dolls, now she's doing it, has the real thing...and might I add I have one CUTE niece, she turned one on July 4th.
Well before this gets too long and I lose your interest I'm going to end...thanks for all the comments last time by the way.
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