Integration of Faith and Career

If you did not know, I am going to graduate school to receive my masters in Counseling Psychology. I am also attending a school that integrates faith into my classes. I have had a lot of questions on why this is important to me and today in class I realized why. 

If I did not believe in the Resurrection of Jesus, then I could not be a counselor. 

Now I am not saying you can only counsel people if you believe in God. I am saying that I could not counsel people if I did not believe in God.

I realize that as a counselor I have to believe my clients can die to their habits, tragedy, issues, whatever you want to call it. And then I need to believe they can rise again from death. 

If you are not tracking with me, then I am sorry. Putting this idea to words is difficult.

To make more sense I will give you an example from my life:

My first few weeks in Seattle were more difficult than I expected. I did not realize until lately that I had entered into depression and it was taking me to my grave. It seeped into every aspect of my life and I lost a little bit of who I was. Then one day the depression ended-it entered its death and I rose again back to the person I remember. 

The Resurrection story is so important to my career. 

I'm curious on how faith is integrated into your own career.

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My Generation is Leaving the Church

For weeks I have been reading multiple articles about Millennials leaving the church. Basically all of these articles are talking about me and many of my friends. It's hard not to read them because its an older generation trying to pinpoint the reason I left church or why my friends are.  Sure, some of them have some great points, but overall I have been frustrated with the words from them. 

They all have different reasons for why we are leaving:

1.) We are not converted.

2.) We don't have a strong desire to attend church.

3.) We want a church that is more hip for us.

4.) It's the church's fault we are leaving and they've had it coming.

The list could go on and on...but I really don't want to give you a list of more reasons why we are leaving. 

What I really want is to stop being described as a collective and be recognized as an individual. I want the older Christian generation to recognize that they can group us all they want, but it really comes down to our own personal decision to leave the church. Yes, it seems like many people my age are leaving the church, but I am not jumping on the bandwagon because its hip.

 I've left the church because I didn't find what I believe was the body of Christ. 

I left the church because church hurt me. You can read all about that in many of my posts, but to sum it up the church betrayed me. The body of Christ that I grew up with turned its back on me, spread words about my family, and stopped showing me love. 

I left the church because I wanted to discover my own faith personally without people from all sides telling me what I need to believe.

I left the church because I wanted to it. 

Yes, other things pushed me to that decision, but it was my choice. It was not your doing. 

Just like it's your choice to stay, it is also mine to leave.

With the reason I left admitted, I think there is another side that the older generation is missing.

While we are not going to church or being apart of the church, we are still pursuing our faith. 

I am still praying, I am still reading truth, and I am still striving to be like Christ.

I am just doing it outside of a building and I feel FREE!

My generation is still being spiritually fed; we are just doing it in new ways. 

For years, I have heard that I am the generation of change and change is what we are doing.

We are finding fellowship in grabbing coffee and having discussions about our faith.

We are evangelizing by sharing our faith with our friends and allowing each other to have our own opinions.
We are loving people and accepting them for who we are because we are called to love not judge.

We are worshiping while we drive to church, at concerts, or by playing music in our rooms as we study.

We are holding each other accountable via Skype, Facetime, texting, facebooking.

We are still being a body of Christ; we've just improvised the way to do it.

Just because I haven't stepped foot through church doors in months does not mean I am not as strong of a Christian. If anything, I've become stronger in my faith by not stepping through the doors. I've seen God in the people I sit with on the bus, in the people I serve meals to at work, and in the chance encounters I have with people every day.

How about we stop coming up with reasons or ideas of how we can get us back into the church?

Instead, let's continue to encourage my generation to integrate faith into their life in the way they find God most. Let's continue to love each other without having to fit the typical "good Christian" stereotype. Let's just accept each other as we are and leave the big man upstairs to do the judging. 

If you are wanting to hear another millennials thoughts on this matter I very much loved reading this girls insights as well here.

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Prayer Warrior

In High School, I was the girl who prayed like it was my job. 

I woke up praying, I went to sleep praying, I ate my food praying.

Yeah, I was that annoying girl who would say she'd pray for you even if you didn't ask me to.

In College, my prayers dwindled. 

I am now that girl who says "Dear God. Thank you for this meal. Amen."

I'm the girl who never raises her hand to pray.

And I'm the girl who only prays when she needs something.

For a while, my faith and I have been having a tug-a-war contest. So far, I've been winning. I keep telling myself I am just not the Christian I used to be, but my lovely roommate reminded me that I still am. She told me that I still have the faith I used to, I have just covered it up and chosen to not unleash it.

In the past few weeks, I have been reminded of how much I desire to be that prayer warrior again. I want to turn to God in times of thanks and need. I want to turn to God to say thank you for giving me money to buy some coffee or for the rain-filled day that made me appreciate sunshine.

I want to be that girl again, yet I am so scared.

I don't want to get hurt by my faith again. I don't want those with faith to hurt me.

This summer I'd love to lead a fellowship of people or be involved with one to share my struggles and successes. I also want to become the prayer warrior I used to be.

I realize to do this it requires me to ask others to come beside me to encourage and pray with it.

So here I am, asking for you to join me in this journey back to prayer warrior status. Pray that I may fight the fear, pray that I will rely on the power of prayer, and pray that I continue it past the summer.

Thanks for your continual support and love! 

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My Current Status

If you could not tell from my last current status, I was having a rough time.

I was experiencing a break-up that came out of no-where for me and him. It was my decision, but I was not expecting to make it. The whole situation was confusing for me and I know him, but I believe the decision was for the best.

I sometimes wonder why certain people are allowed close to our hearts when they may not last. I've experienced heartbreak before, but this was unlike one I have ever felt. It reminded me that my heart has some interesting stories it could share.

I still find myself asking why and was it right, but I'm leaning on the belief that time heals all wounds. I've also been leaning on faith and trust in God.

I've been finding myself fearful of my move to Seattle. I have yet to find a place to live or a person to live with and that makes me nervous. I haven't had to worry about finding someone to live with for the last four years and now I am moving across the country to no home and few people I know.

My faith is at its strongest right now and I am trying to rely on God's timing.

Through the ups and downs you find the place you run to in need of help, I am thankful God is that person and that he always welcomes me with open arms.

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My current status

Sometimes life is just hard. It's filled with hurt, pain, loss, and confusion.

It can seem never-ending and it is filled with constant questioning.

Is this right? Is this wrong? What if? Why? What's the point?

And sometimes the answers take time to form.

And sometimes that time is years in the making.

With the time you wonder, is the difficulty worth it?

How will I know when the answer comes?

And then I am reminded each day the sun rises and sets.

Each day a life is a given and a life is taken.

Each day a tear is shed and a smile is shared.

Each day an angry remark is made and forgiveness is given.

Each day is new and holds a different plan.

And that plan is decided by a strong and mighty individual.

I do not always have the answers or the understanding, but I have the faith that someone is watching over me and mapping my life out. I may not always agree with what is in store for me, but I know it all contributes to the person he wants me to become.

Ecclesiastes 3:1

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven."

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The Evolution of Time

My roommate and I have been talking about how we have changed over the last for years. We've changed personality wise, look wise, and faith wise.

 

Freshman year:

My style was jeans and sweat shirts. I was studying youth leadership. I dated a guy named Trent who went to a different school and I spend the majority of my weekends at AU or in Angola. I went to Zumba every Thursday at 5 p.m., Floor Dinner on Monday's, and bible study on Wednesday. My favorite class was with Todd Faulkner teaching Into to Church Ministries which I took with Tessa. The biggest lesson I learned is to be carefree and have fun. I really lived up this year.

 

Sophomore Year:

Well this was an interesting year. I served on leadership staff as a Discipleship Coordinator. I changed my major to Psychology and Business Management. I lived the single life this year and tried developing friendships. We became friends with some pretty cool people and we lost some friendships. Biggest lesson: God sends some big waves to rock your boat, but if you hold on long enough he pulls you through.

 



Junior Year:

The year of surprises! Michelle was pregnant, I decided I wanted to move to Washington, and some more drama filled our lives. I was a Psychology and now a Business Administration major. We took a trip to California and welcomed in a new member to our friendship. Biggest life lesson: Three strands are not easily broken.

Senior Year:

The year of hair change-light brown, red, to dark brown. Business and Psychology major. Lightest semester loads. Took a week off from school to complete my graduate school interview. Met a boy at a party who after a few months turned into the guy I am dating. I make the big decisions to move to Washington for grad school. Spontaneity and living life up is of importance. Biggest life lesson: Sometimes your plans change, be willing to see where life takes you.

 



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Shaken Faith

I am sure I have blogged about this before, but I was reminded on how true this story has affected my spiritual life.

Sophomore year of college my dad lost his job from the church and I lost my faith in God. During the year my leadership role on campus was to be the spiritual leader on my hall which meant planning a weekly bible study for 16 girls. These girls had strong faiths or desires to grow in their walk in God; they were looking to be fed spiritually. I, on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with God, church, or spirituality. I also did not want to give up my position and let my girls down.

How can you lead? What are your qualifications now? You can't do this; you'll send the wrong message.

These were the thoughts running through my head. I really had no idea what to do, but I knew I did not have the strength to plan a bible study each week that left an impact. A song about stories touch my heart and I thought, "What if I bring in others to share the faith walk, their struggles, their successes?"

And that is what I did, for the entire semester I had someone I knew come in and share their spiritual story. We heard about divorce, addiction, loneliness, spiritual highs, spiritual lows, and so much more. It was exactly what our floor needed. They needed diversity and ways to connect their stories to someone else. It was moving for them and for me. I ended the last bible study explaining to the girls my spiritual struggle and what I was going through. Little did I know the other girls had similar experiences.

Despite the fact my faith was shaken, I was able to lead and minister through my pain. I am reminded of this event any time I feel like I am being beaten down. My pain has beauty, your pain has beauty; weaving them together produces a beautiful tapestry of love.

Never let your pain keep your from being led or leading.

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Who comes first?

Do you ever just have those days that are okay and then take a huge turn for the worse?

Well, I had that day a few days ago. It resulted in my crying some annoying tears that just made my eyes puffy when I woke up. I had not cried in a long time. Most of the time I only cry because of a movie now which is weird since I used to be known to cry at the drop of a pen. Okay, as I am writing this I am realizing I cried last Friday because of being reunited with my two best friends, but this is besides the point. Anyways, I woke up the next day still feeling down and upset. 

I was preparing myself to feel this way all day until I got the idea to read a devotional. What better way is there to start your day then with a word from God? And that is when it hit me. I have not started my mornings with God in a long, long, long time. This summer I was great at reading my daily devotional and it typically created a positive attitude in me. God has been on the back-burner in my life and I am ashamed to admit it.

I probably need God more than I have ever needed him in my life. I am about to close one book and open another. I will begin and end relationships, say tough goodbye's, and welcome new hello's. I will have to learn how to lean on him and be constantly reminded of his provision.

So I start the rest of my day of with this prayer:

"Lord, keep my eyes, heart, and mind open to what you have for me. Allow me to see what you see, to feel what you feel, and to think how you think."

Spend some time with the big man today; he misses you.

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Same Love

During the summer I shared my thoughts on same love when the conflict between Chick-fil-a and the homosexual community occurred.

 

This week I have been reminded of how ever present this battle is in my life. I am an adult learning what I believe to be true or fair and discovering what I am going to support and what I am not.

 

I am a Christian so I am supposed to believe in the love of man and woman, not man and man or woman and woman. Yet, here I stand torn. This is my faith view and while I love God, does that mean I have to have this view as well?

 

I always come back to the fact I am not the one to judge and I choose to love.

I choose to love same love couples and wish the best for them. I choose not to add to the controversy by bashing one side or the other. I choose to love the individual and the fact they were created by a greater being.

I choose love.

 

Love is patient, love is kind.

That's what it comes down to for me.

 

Feel free to listen to this video.

 



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MLK Jr. Day

Every year AU's campus has a guest speaker for MLK Jr. Day/week.

This week our guest speaker spoke to me and of the bravery he had to Do justice, Love mercy, and to Walk humbly. Not only did Martin Luther King Jr. stand up for justice, but Rosa Parks and many others took a stand against injustice.

 

I began to wonder if I would have the guts to do the same if I felt the need to. Would I refuse to move from my seat or speak to thousands of people? Would I be willing to risk my life for justice?

It scares me to say that I am not sure I would have the courage to risk my life. Has my own life become more important than another's? What makes mine more valuable?

I always say I would take a bullet for a loved one, but how can you know this is true until the moment actually occurs.

This has really got me thinking about how I put myself first before others often. I want to put others first just like God.

I hope I can learn how to put others first and began to walk the path Jesus did.

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Chance Encounters

I've never been more sure God has a plan in my life as much as I have had this weekend.

I worked two long and hard workdays, but met three people I would have never expected to meet.

 

Saturday Night I was working at Pipers when a new couple came to try Pipers. After Mr. Osgood spoke with them, he let me know they had just moved from Seattle to Indiana. So of course, I introduced myself and spoke with them about places to live, life out there, and their journey to Indiana. I was over the moon to meet people who were not born/raised in Seattle and that had great advice on my move.

 

Today, at church, the pastor advised me to speak with a woman whom he knew grew up in Seattle. I, of course, introduced myself to her and got to know her story and her love for Seattle as well.

 

God is present and is paving a way for me. I am so excited for 2013 and all it has to hold for me.

Remember to thank the Big Man upstairs for his hand in your life.

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Snakes

So one thing you should know about me:

I am deathly afraid of snakes. 

Why?

I have no idea, but I will tell you that if I walk in tall grass I instantly think of snakes.

If there is a hole in the ground, you better bet a snake lives it.

And here is a very irrational thought, sometimes I even get nervous to go to the bathroom because I fear will come up and bite me.

Have I ever been bitten by a snake?

No, nor have I ever seen anyone else be bit by a snake.

Never the less, I am deathly afraid of snakes.

I am in abnormal psychology this semester and we are talking about phobias people have at the moment and I instantly started thinking about my fear of snakes which led to even deeper thoughts. I came to this conclusion that snakes have a deeper meaning than just themselves. The devil was a snake in the Garden of Eden and led to the world we live on today filled with deception, guilt, and fear. Yes, I am afraid of the actual reptile the snake, but I am also afraid of what the snake brings. I am nervous of the bite because I do not want to become evil and also become a snake. 

We talk a lot in my class about how to get over fears. Some say to sit in the room with the snakes until your anxiety or fear diminishes. Some say to hold the snake and feel it slither around on your arm. That is when it hit me that I do this with the Devil all the time. I sit in the temptation he slithers my way and sometimes I even grasp it and make it a part of my life. If I would not do this in my physical life, why would I do it in my spiritual life? This question shocked me and began to help me consider a lot of things going on in my life. I always have an opportunity to sit on a high throne and be righteous, but so many times I choose to lay on the ground amidst the dirt and be covered in filth. 

Royalty or peasantry?

Which have I chosen, which will I choose?

Which will you choose?

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Jeremiah 29:11-14

"For the I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord, "plans for your welfare, not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. You will call to Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart. I will be found by you...and I will restore your fortunes and gather you from all the nations and places where I banished you...I will restore you to the place I deported you from."

I went to Church today and I was just not feeling it. The church we are attending now is the first place my dad has felt called to play for and has been welcomed with open arms; however, the rest of the family is not loving it as much. Actually, I think we are all afraid of connecting with anyone and getting the boot again. It was hard enough to do once and I do not think any of us are ready for that again. Plus, we all will be going in different directions next year: my brother is graduating high school and going to college, I am graduating college and planning to head to Seattle, and mom and dad are considering moving.

With regards to all that, I was just not feeling connected to church at all today. I miss being apart of a place where people know me by name and recognize me as my fathers daughter as well as the service I do for the church. I actually considered getting up and leaving because I did not want to be there, but my father sat down next to me and I had no choice but to listen to the sermon.

I am so glad I did! We talked about Job today and about being in the storm. I scanned the chapter and instantly felt connected to him. He was upset with God and frustrated which is how I have been with God as well. While listening to the sermon, I read Jeremiah 29:11 and felt connected to it in a way that I never have been before. I connected the last part where it says, "I will restore you to the place I deported you from." I have felt deported. God picked our family up and threw us into a life we were not familar with and unsure of how to handle. We have been dealing, but it has been so hard. This promise of restoration is something to look forward to though.

I am not sure when it will happen, but I am excited for the day I can be restored with the Church and to find that place I used to call home.

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Hardest thing I have ever experienced

To sum it all up, I would say sophomore year.

I entered it off the high of my Freshman year expecting it to be amazing and life changing and let's just say sometimes you have to be careful what you wish for.

It was life changing, but not in the way I expected.

I broke up with my boyfriend, celebrated my sisters wedding, suffered from my dad losing his job, and then spent months fighting with a friend.

Sure, my sisters wedding was tons of fun and one of the best parts of the year.

It was just the other stuff that led to the hardest experience ever.

I have talked about it so much on here that it is becoming repetitive.

If you want to read all about it; just click one of the links at the bottom.

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10 Things I would tell my 16 year old self

1.) There is no need to be so dramatic.

The world is not ending and you are strong enough to get through it!

2.) Boys: they are not that important! This is the time to enjoy being single!

The right man will come along; just be patient!

3.) Love your music! Be confident and let others hear your voice.

4.) Watch out for the people you call your "friends." There will be some people you just need to say goodbye to.

They are not always worth the fight.

5.) Appreciate your family! Don't wait til Senior year to see the beauty of family.

6.) Put more emphasis on school. Grades do matter and you are smart.

7.) Invest in your creative side. You have no idea how talented you are!

8.) Stop fighting with your brother! You will be close to him in the future!

9.) Appreciate yourself! You are beautiful and lovely!

10.) Enjoy nature. Don't conform to the Internet craze!

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3.) Relationship with parents

Since I am growing up and about to enter the time in my life when I become independent from my parents, the relationship with them is a little confusing. I am finishing up my third year in college and each year results in my wanting to be more independent and learning how to rely on my parents less. Therefore, the relationship is hard to define.

I recently got my nose pierced and I feel like that might have been my first step to being almost independent. They were not very happy with me, but they also are allowing me to deal with the consequences of my decisions.

I love my parents and all they do for me. Sometimes I do not agree with their decisions, but I have learned they only make their decisions because they think it is what is best for me.

I thank the Lord above for my wonderful parents!

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The arms of the ocean

There is a part of my life that I am completely ashamed of. It is a weight that holds me down and brings me to nights of tears or nights of cheap pleasure. Yet, I find myself in the same spot every so often completely tired of my selfish acts. This is one of those times.

I am not proud, but ashamed.

I am hurting, not happy.

I am sad and mad.

I am lost and seeking.

My worth has been misplaced and my love for myself thrown away.

While I know this path for me is wrong, I creep back onto it and find myself in a worse place than before. I've gone months at a time standing strong, but my sense of comfort makes me think I can handle it again and I fall quickly into the lies all over again. Darkness overwhelms and my true self disappears.

Today is the day I say stop.

Today is the day I give it all to God.

Again.

Today is the day I remember my worth comes from Him and not this world.

Today is the day I start to love and respect myself again.

Today is the day I asked God to "Never Let Me Go" and to "Deliver Me."

Find peace in this song and discover the arms of the ocean.

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3 Legitimate Fears

1.) I am absolutely terrified of losing any part of my family. I have lost grandparents before, but I was too young to understand the value of life then. Since I tend to be pessimistic sometimes, I find myself occasionally thinking about getting a call with the horrible news on the other end. I instantly get teary-eyed just thinking about. I love my family and I am not sure how life could go on without any of them. My parents gave me life and keep accountable in life. My siblings give me joy and laughter and we always have the best time together. My grandmother is one of my best friends and we have way too much fun together. Family is life, love, joy, and a gift that I never want to lose.

2.) I always think of the worst things to happen so when I am buy myself I always anticipate I am going to die. Maybe it is because of all the scary movies I have watched, but I typically look under my car and in the back of my car getting in. I turn on all the lights in the house when I am buy myself so that no one can jump out at me in darkness. When walking by myself outside in the dark, I will place keys in between each of my fingers so that I can jab someone if they try to attack me. Overall, I am fearful of being kidnapped, hurt, or killed.

3.) Snakes. I hate snakes and I fear them so much. If I walk in tall grass, I instantly think of snakes and will run as fast as I can to get out of it. If there is a whole in the ground, I believe there is a snake in it. Sometimes I'm afraid a snake will crawl out of the toilet from the sewer (rational? not so much). I even sometimes think a snake crawled into my bed at night. We played a lot of pranks at camp this summer and for some reason I thought my friends put a snake in my suitcase before I left so I unpacked everything looking for a snake. They actually just stole my toothbrush and toothpaste and froze it in a cup. Yeah, sometimes I am a little bit ridiculous.

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1.) 20 Random Things about Me

I am going to be doing 30 posts about things that include: me, others, life, hearts, and passions. These posts have been inspired by

http://cherishinghopesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/30-things.html

Today is 20 random things about me!

1.) I love Chik-fil-a. It is my favorite fast food place and it is the one place I would want to be taken out to on a first date (and I have been before). The Polynesian and chick-fil-a sauce is the best with ordering a number 5 eight count along with a Dr. Pepper.

2.) I have always had a desire to have 8 kids; 4 of my own and 4 adopted. I think it's because I have always wanted to have a big family and my family is not very big. Will this actually happen? I have no idea!

3.) I love DIY projects. Pinterest is the greatest invention ever because I have been inspired to do so many DIY projects and once I am on summer break I plan to do one once a week.

4.) I do not enjoy physical touch. It's #5 on my love languages. If I am close with you, sure I'll hug you, but I absolutely do not want you to hug me if I am not close with you what so ever. My friends think that is so funny to tell people, but it is the truth. Gifts are my #1 love language in case you wanted to know ;)

5.) I am the middle child and I definitely play the middle child card every chance I get. Sometimes it works and sometimes it utterly fails.

6.) I will sing a song I like over and over again for weeks on end even if I only know the chorus. My roommate wanted to kill me when the song "Whatcha say" by Jason Derulo came out because I sang it nonstop with only two lines repeating.

7.) I have been a hostess at a restaurant for 4 years now and I love it. I almost considered not going to college and doing that for the rest of my life (Thank God I didn't!).

8.) Resulting from hostessing, I love planning parties. I always said I would be an event planner if I did not go to school and still consider making that a part of my life.

9.) I love sandwiches. They are easy to make and they never get old. I especially liked them grilled!

10.) I am a big shopper. I love trying on clothes, buying clothes, picking out clothes for other people...clothes, clothes, clothes! I used to avoid shopping at all costs, but I love it now that I know my style and what looks good on me.

11.) When I get angry, I sometimes have a southern accent. I do not know why or how, but it happens.

12.) Sparkles are my thing. I love buying sparkly or sequin shoes and most things I have are blingy.

13.) I am currently learning how to love running. I am slow, but I always feel great after running for 30 minutes.

14.) Seattle, Washington is the place I want to call home. Previous posts cant tell you all about that!

15.) I am a big day dreamer. Boy can walk into a room and I can dream of our life together. That may sound pathetic or ridiculous, but I just blame it on my active Imagination. Shoot, I know I am not the only person who does it!

16.) I love the sport of soccer. I played for 8 years when I was younger, and still continue to play for fun. It does not bring out my most beautiful side, but it does bring out my most competitive.

17.) I have chosen Ohio State to win the Big 10 for the last four years. That's how big of a fan I am.

18.) Basketball is the one sport I can watch and really get into. I tend to yell even if I am not sure what the call meant.

19.) I love wearing leggings and a comfy sweatshirt. I just love comfort!

20.) I just got my nose pierced which is pretty monumental in my life because I was told not to do it and I went against my parents rules (probably a first for me) and it has been something I have dreamed about a lot. Pin It

Past

There is something about the past that is intriguing to us as humans. Maybe it is the fact that it holds so much with it or because its a part of our life that we can review and look over. Whatever the reason, I found myself spending today looking back on the past and I realized a very hard thing.

I am different.

I am different in so many ways that it was hard to look at the person I was. I had so much faith, belief, trust, and love. Now that is all gone. I've become hopeless, cynical, doubtful, and so much more. I had a very strong faith in high school and now I do not and while I understand some of the reasons for that I am still sad. I am sad that I have allowed myself to become this person I am. I get mad for little things, I despise individuals for ridiculous things, and I choose not to learn from the mistakes of my past.

I realized I have a lot to change in my life. I miss that person I was in high school and while I know I will never be that same person again, I desire to find a way to be that person during this time. I want to have hope, love, trust, belief, and faith again. I want to wake up and be thanking a higher being for allowing me to have another day. I want to let silly disagreements roll of my shoulders. I want to let go of the control I have on my life and trust a greater being with it.

I want to cherish this life!

Starting over has been what I talk about a lot in my posts, but something clicked today that made it clear on who I have become.

Dear God,

Please let me rid of this ugly person. A person who seeks for reasons not to like some. A person who sees the worst in everyone. A person who does not know what love means anymore. Bring back a person who allows people to shine and make mistakes. A person who remembers that no one is perfect. And a person who is patient, kind, does not envy, does not boast, not proud, not rude, is not self-seeking, protects, trusts, hopes, and perseveres.

A person who allows love to never fail.

Amen.

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