Yesterday was the most fun fourteen hours I have had in a long while. It was much needed on both our parts, and we were sad to see it end so quickly. But we enjoyed what time we had, and took pictures to document. :-) It hadn't hit me until now how much I miss my city. That's all I am going to say about that. :-)

Its funny how time changes so much of us, and everything around us. But when we are together, our friendship seems to stay the same. For a while, it was rocky, but it never changed the bond. I used to say that time and space has changed our friendship forever, but I don't think it ever did. Our friendship didn't change, we have just matured.
I'm not saying we are these fine grown people, but we has grown a little. Instead of making up stories about getting married to our crush of the month, our conversations have changed. This I am greatful for. :-)
At thirteen I was moody, had blonde, fuzzy hair, and afraid to be independent. Amy was twelve, shy, picky, and had a trigger happy giggle. We were like night and day, many marvled at how we became friends. Now she still has that giggle, and is slightly less picky, and I am still moody, but with softer hair. :-)

For the past three years we have had this quirky tradition of taking our picture in a photo booth every July. And for some strange reason, we have always gotten together and made it happen. Needless to say these are not the most attractive photos, but nevertheless they contain some pretty precious memories.
She is my best friend. We both use movies quotes in everday life, share a love for Anne of Green Gables, know every disney song known to man, and name our cars.

Although God has placed us on two different paths, I know I will always have her, whereever we are.

Lately, while on my breaks at work, I have been reading through 1 Cor. I know I have read bits and pieces of it, but reading it all the way through was a real eye opener for me. God has shown me that He is a faithful God so many times over the past few days. Right when I need it most, when everything inside of me has been stretched, and I am about to break down and cry; He’ll send me a break. A breath of fresh air, an enduring promise.

When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.”

“Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?”

The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

1 Cor. 15:54-57

“Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed—in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed.”

1 Cor. 15:51-52

Reading that gives me such joy. Such hope and peace in my heart. I can almost sense the joy and excitement Paul has in sharing this.