The Talk I've Been Praying For (Day 39)

In my attempt to live day by day I've asked God to give me opportunities to share His love and to be a servant to people. Not too long ago, the chapel speaker (I've blanked on his name) spoke about how he was once in the hospital and wasn't getting better. He kept on praying for healing. He was only thinking about his agenda. Then, a nurse who had no spiritual background came his way and he realized God was keeping in that hospital so he could show her God's love. Ever since that day I've realized that my agenda doesn't matter. I can only do with what God gives me on this day. There is no point in looking to future days. And if I'm going to live one day at a time then I might as well live each day to the very best. How better to live then by sharing Jesus with others?

Where's My Wallet? (Day 38)

It's a little early in the week to be making such a stupid mistake. I haven't gone grocery shopping since before spring break and I finally made it to Walmart today. I stocked up on about $75 worth of food and other items and after I was completely rung up I realized my wallet was no where in site! Oh the embarrassment! Thankfully I was with a trusted friend who told me she would pay for my high priced items. That saved me a second trip to a place I already dread going and the shame I would of felt for making someone restock all of my items.

Illiterate at Age Seven (Day 37)

I completely forgot to post something for today and this has been on my mind for awhile now.

Most children learn to read in kindergarden. Not this one. They didn't know I couldn't read until I took a reading test in second grade. The reason I was able to keep it hidden for so long was because I had the comprehension level of a senior in high school. My teacher would read a book and I would remember it word for word. I would even remember when to flip the page. Now, I didn't do this because I wanted to try to keep my illiteracy a secret. I just thought that was what reading was.

What's Important to You? (Day 35/36)

Wherever you are take a good look around. Take in the things you see, the objects and the people. Now what would make you more upset, losing the things or the friends? I've realized that most of my posts have been about people. They've been about a times I gotten to spend with the ones I love. Here and there I'll talk about an internship or a test but it's mostly about people. That's because people make my world. I love being around others. I love showing others how much I care. I love growing in relationship with others by spending time with them. But mostly I love the fun, enjoyment, and excitement I feel when I'm around others. That's why I'm three days behind on my blessings. It's not because I didn't have anything to write about. It's because I was too busy growing closer to friends.

Cheap Memories (Day 33/34)

On day 34 I was finally able to eat with an old friend, Tripp Radcliffe. He adopted me as his little sister around my freshman year and has stuck by my side ever since. In a few months many things will be changing for both of us since we will both be graduating. It was encouraging being able to swap knowledge and wisdom as we both talk about our prospective plans while trying to keep God in the center of our life. We both have exciting futures ahead of us with our careers but there are still many things uncertain and they can take a toll on our energy levels. It's friends like him that make me realize I'm really loved.

Lots of Little Things (Day 31/32)

Yesterday was a busy day. I was up at 7AM and didn't stop moving until 6PM. I had plans to get dinner with Liz and then the next thing we knew it was 10:30. Whoops, guess homework wasn't going to get done, or a blog post get written. Nothing extraordinary happened yesterday but it was filled with many small gifts. I numbered them off in my journal:

I Must Write It Down (Day 30)

I didn't want to write today. I was going over my day and I didn't have anything happen that was worth sharing. Maybe a little blessing here, and a little one there. But nothing that was awe inspiring. I became selfish and wanted something as precious as yesterdays. I thought to myself, "If nothing comes around that is as moving and lovely as the blessing I received yesterday I don't want to write, I don't want to thank." Can I be anymore of a brat? I'm rolling my eyes at myself; one because I said that, and two because I just admitted it to the world. But I want people to see the real me, the me that messes up, the me that fails her perfect, loving Father, and the me that is still learning and growing. Only then can I bring others closer to Christ.