It is storming outside, and is actually 32 degrees as well. My twinkle lights have been officially hung, and my room is cozy and warm. I love this weather. It is almost like it is God’s special gift to me each year. Tomorrow it is predicted that it might possibly snow. Oh what a happy girl I will be if it snows.
okay, I will post more later.

Last night was absolutely amazing. I went to bed at eight and slept till five this morning. It was great. It also stormed I believe most of last night, thunder, lightening, the whole shebang. Was beautiful to listen to. Storms, you had me at hello, if your a bird, I am a bird, you were amazing.
I got an 87 on a English paper I was afraid I would not do well on. That made me pretty excited. To top it off my car broke down yesterday. Needless to say it was embarrassing, and filled with awkward silences, and me not knowing how to pop my hood. But it was good.
It is supposed to snow tomorrow night!
Next week starts dead week…..oh wait, I’m sorry….’limited activities week’. It is so hard to believe that is semester is almost over, it feels like it just began. Goodness, God has done some amazing things these past few months. He has taught me so much.
Okay, that is all I have.

Peaceful. Oh, it is almost my favorite time of the year. I was made for this time of year. I love it, it always captivates me and strings me along in its dance. It is always something I list that I love in my ‘about section’ and it will probably stay there for quite some time. The ‘in-between’ stage where fall says goodnight for the year and welcomes in winter. It is such an amazing time that makes me wiggle. The atmosphere, the joy that God gives me makes me so peaceful.

Restored. My heart feels so restored. I feel like I am being nursed back by a loving, faithful God. He never ceases to amaze and astound me. I love our times in the evenings that we have together. Its almost as if I am beginning to see a whole new side of a God I have known most of my life. There is no limit to God and I am so beginning to understand that to the best of my knowledge. My love and attention are His, and my life is slowly unfolding under His will. I hope I never stray from that. He has helped me become restored.

Hopeful. I feel hopeful for the first time in a long time. There is this fear and uncertainty that has been nagging me for a while now. I have been buying into the lies that satan has been whispering in my ear. God has an amazing plan and I need to put my trust in that. I am His princess whom he loves and wants the best for. My worrying is telling Him that I don’t want to trust. Giving him my worries, fears, and doubts makes my life a whole lot better, and that is what He wants. He has shown me that instead of looking to the future, I need to focus on the here and now. My focus needs to be about my Father’s business, and not on anything else.
All this and I still have so much to learn. Now I feel so full but still hunger for Him. I love it. Yes there are some things in my heart that occasionally trouble me, but that is where trust comes in. To be able to sit quietly at his feet and passionately trust Him is my heart’s want and desire. Yes, He makes me hopeful.

It is you that has taught my heart to sing.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I hope everyone has a safe, wonderful, peaceful holiday!

I am all warm and snuggly in bed, watching a movie on my laptop, without a care in the world……then SHE knocks on my door. So I stumble out of my bed, into my cold room, to open the door, only to find out she wants to throw a piece of trash away. Gah, on campus best friends can be so demanding sometimes. But she still makes me smile….a lot.

I love our Lord so much. Being convicted and being made new is so refreshing. Tonight God blew me away with some things that I have been learning in Scripture. Earnestly seeking brings some amazing rewards.

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: “My God, how great Thou art!”

I love it when I find God in the smallest things, and it simply takes my breath away. When I look, I find Him. I had stopped looking, and He brought me to my knees. Oh thank you Lord for second, third………sixtieth chances. Today was good, I feel restored. I love looking back at my previous posts, and see how far I have come, and how He has worked in my life.

“Like the fella says, in Italy for 30 years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, and bloodshed, but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland they had brotherly love - they had 500 years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock.” Finishing up The Third Man tonight, it is a very good book. I haven’t enjoyed reading a good book in a long time, I liked it and it was for a class.
Well I am enjoying pretty peaceful evening to myself. My Itunes shuffle is going, I just used my new Bath and Body Twisted Peppermint lotion, and I am playing on my new laptop that still needs a name. In other words, all my friends are gone and I am putting off homework. Yes, my hall is dead. So dead that I think I just saw a tumble weed roll by. “Oh, I don’t know, I’m just a hack writer who drinks too much and falls in love with girls - you.”

There are so many quotes that I love from that book, it is such a good book. I found out today that I have two tests waiting for me when I return from Thanksgiving Break. Oh well, it’s the price I pay.
I miss being inspired. I have not been inspired by anyone or anything in a long time. I miss reading/being around creative people. Maybe I am just not looking hard enough. I miss being passionate. I think I have been so caught up in my school work that I have just shelved it, putting it away for “some other day”. When I returned from Armenia I came back knowing that I experienced God in a whole new way. Then school started and I was behind from missing school, and I lost all of that. I let it slip away from me. It breaks my heart that I let that happen. I miss my Savior. I miss walking close with him. I have no excuse for it, just that I let all of the “little stuff” get in the way.

Thanksgiving is so soon. I am so excited. More than excited, almost to the point of a happy dance. I need to write, I want to write, but I can’t write. I’m in college. They seem to feel the need to suck all the writingness out of me and use it all on papers about very boring subjects. I know writingness isn’t a word, but oh well, I made it one.

We made semi eye contact the other day. That made me pretty happy. But I need to get over it and move on. Writing this isn’t helping. bah.

I need sleep so bad, thank you Jesus for the weekend. This weekend is being devoted to sleep, writing my paper, and most importantly, spending time with my Savior. I am craving it, needing it, wanting it. My devotion is lacking and I hate that fact.
Spell check is not working either, apologies for my misspelling of things.
I miss my parents and brother.
Thanksgiving, you need to hurry up and come soon.

Koo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs. Robinson

He makes my heart happy, and so does Simon and Garfunkel.

Life has kept me…….going a hundred miles an hour. I am in the thick of the semester and school is keeping me pretty busy. I have finally mastered time change and am back to my horrible school sleeping schedule. Roommate stuff is junk, but God is/will work it out.
I miss writing, so, so much. I miss my late nights when I would sit in my room alone and type away at the computer, thinking I was being this huge intellectual by writing short fiction. That was what made a lot of my junior and senior year in high school magical. I think I might start back up writing on my Christmas break, the thought of that is what keeps me going.
“How refreshing to know you don’t need me,
how amazing to find that you want me.” I find such comfort in that. I am driving home the other day, listening to this song and truly trying to hear God’s voice. He has shown me some amazing things these past few weeks, things I would never have expected. My love for Him has grown even more, more than I thought I could. I have been given some opportunities that excites me and allows me to serve him ever greater. But to whom much is given, much is required. Satan has been attacking me so much it makes my head spin. I want to please the Lord, and I want to be filled with His spirit. But with that comes so many tests from the evil one. Many I do fail, time and time again.
I need your Holy Spirit so much, and you have shown me that. You have shown me a Holy Spirit that I never knew. I limited you, God. You showed me that there is nothing that can stop from your Glory being shown. I have now seen the Holy Spirit work in ways I never knew, ways that makes me fall in love with you even more. “and when I need your holy spirit more
than life itself, then Christ is formed in me” God has given one more piece to the puzzle that is my future. When I fully give him everything, and rest in His arms, and let him take control, I become whole. Surrendering everything is a daily battle for me. But with his help, I have learned to overcome it. Now granted yes, there are times I stumble, but my Savior is right there to pick me up. I have faced fears and have been given a peace about whatever is to come. Whether that means I will be alone with no husband for the rest of my life, that is okay if it is God’s will. Think of some of the women missionaries that were alone, and did some amazing things. But wait, they weren’t alone, they had Christ.

I swear I am still here.

I promise that I will return emails soon, I am not ignoring everyone.

I will post soon. Very, very soon.

Life has been insane, I am ready to breathe again and I don’t see that happening anytime soon.

But life is good too.

Me: I took class 0n “how to be Melissa’s friend and still get out alive”.

Melissa:You got out alive…so far. But who knows what will happen tonight. You’re in MY territory now. Sleep with one eye open.

Me: oh yeah?? well I have so much stuff on you that you don’t want to do anything to me….or else. hahaha.

Melissa: Like what!!??

Me: I might just go tell shaun about your other man…..Lafanzo!

Melissa: Lafanzo?? Who the crap is he????

Me: remember? you met him on that trip we went on and we went to the one resteraunt. He was there as the entertainment. “Lafanzo the Asian/Latino Flamingo Dancer” and he picked you out of the crowd that night to become his “especial lady”. Once you met you hit it off.
Then you and he mistakenly got married and made twins Patrick and Swayze. Remember? Those were the days you were crazy for Swayze. You moved into a little Shack down by the river, and started a tent making bussiness, like Paul did. A traveling pastor came to town and a revival broke loose, you both realized that by co-habitating together you were living in sin. So you both turned and repented, placed Patrick and Swayze for adoption, then enrolled at OBU so you could have a fresh start and straighten your life out. now I bet you remember…….

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Mmmmm I love our random conversations. They make me happy in the midst of all the stress and junk with the roommate.

It’s no fun to have your roommate get mad at you, kick you out of your room at 6 am because you are doing homework because you are jetlagged.