While I waited...God's timing is supreme.

For the vision is yet for the appointed time; it testifies about the end and will not lie. Though it delays, wait for it, since it will certainly come and not be late.   --Habakkuk 2:3

I'm not really sure how to actually start this posting.... I am just so completely overwhelmed these days! Overwhelmed isn't really the right word; I don't actually know how to use words when it comes to how I feel. :)

Almost 2 years ago, I met my best friend. Our churches were gearing up and getting ready for the summer camp we were doing together. (Only at the time, I didn't know how special this guy was.) That year, camp was awesome. Connections were made. Fun was had. It rained the entire week, so a few of us leaders went into the 'cafeteria' building and hung out. Jake played his guitar and we all sang songs. I taught them how to play spoons. He made fun of me when we had our volleyball tournament. Instant connection. Explosive chemistry. A few weeks later, I left my previous church...he invited me to come to his church just to hang out. He was cute so I went a few times. I found my new home.

Jake worked with the youth, and of course, I did too. My heart has always been for those kids. It was pretty amazing. The two of us got paired up to work with the high school boys. I remember thinking that I hit the jackpot! I am in a partnership with an amazingly hot fella who loves Jesus more than anything in the world. He knows more about the bible than I do. He puts things into perspective better than anyone I've ever seen. My spirit was drawn to him in a way that I've never felt before. I got super close to him...and it was just what I needed in my life. I needed proof that there were still guys out there who aren't 'typical', if you know what I mean. He was never a 'player' and he treated all girls with the utmost respect. I'd never seen that until then. And my mind was blown.

The next summer, Jake was in charge of camp. I don't know if I could have been prouder. And I got to be right there through all of it. It was stressful to say the least. He had one large amount of opposition. Grown ups were fighting. Kids were rebelling. It was hard. But I think that it helped knowing that I'm right beside him. Through every part. It was one of those...trials. Things weren't easy. But still I found myself taking care of his heart...when it wasn't even mine to take care of. 

I found myself wishing that maybe God would just push us together in some sort of romantic way. We would spend the majority of our time together outside of work and stuff. Before and after church. He would sometimes come to Rock Bridge with me, even though we both went to New Town. Things and people just kept getting in the way. Girls. Guys. Life. We both ended up not talking to each other for different, petty, retarded reasons. Pride. And hurt feelings. 

Little did we both know that God was doing something absolutely miraculous in both of our lives!!! I had a boyfriend at the time, which didn't end up lasting long. He also had a girlfriend. When I ended things with Derek, I steadied myself and promised God that I was in this for the long haul and He assured me that I was on His path.  We talked about life often. Taught together. Laughed together. Things got hard for me when my aunt Dora got so sick. I wasn't able to be at church as much. Neither of us were being treated well, more him than me, but it was hard even to just go to church. Let alone, be happy while we were there. In January, God shoved me into a new role at my amazing church. And I left Jake.

While we weren't close anymore, I studied and studied about marriage. I had never had the desire to be married, until I really realized what God's plan was for husband and wife. Mark Driscoll's "Real Marriage" and Andy Stanley's "The New Rules of Love, Sex, and Dating" started it all. I completely surrendered myself to God...I needed Him to form me, mold me into what He wants from me as a wife. He took people out of my life. He gave me focus. He revealed hard sin that I brushed under the rug. He broke me. And He made me new. I'm not even close to the same girl I was even a year ago. 

Things fell together, and quickly. At church, Matt just finished up "WedLocked". I remember after the first message, I left pretty ticked off. "However you see marriage is how you'll do it." He talked about how 'you + me' marriages don't work...and how marriage is different with Christ in it. He talked about complete sacrifice. Women submit sacrificially, men love sacrificially. I left church that night knowing that I would never get married. I've never known a man in my life to do that. There's no way that's ever gonna happen. And since I took my purity vow on Dec 28 2010, I knew that I would never have another relationship without God in it. So I thought about joining the convent and just becoming Mother Theresa. :) 

Little did I know what the next week held! Jake came and sat right beside me. Matt spoke about you never really meet the 'right' person. You never find the 'one' but you become 'one'. That night I knew something had changed. Jake had started coming to our small group. His intentions were clearly to be close. After that Thursday night, we admitted to each other what was inevitable. The way he felt about me, the things I love about him. There's no way I'm ever letting him go. And that was a few weeks ago. I have never trusted, loved, cared for anyone the way that I do for Jake. The more we discover...the more we confess...the more we laugh...the more time we spend together..... I've never felt God work this way in my life. Not since I got saved. And that's a big deal. 

It feels good to do things right. God prepared me in this season of 'WAIT' for the rest of our lives. Waiting is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I was lonely. Discouraged. Mad. I went through some extremely hard times. Battles. But we're refined by the fire! 

I know that the future Jake and I will share together won't be easy all the time. I'm ready. I'm ready to be his wife. I'm ready to start a new life with him. 

I sure am glad I let God do what He wanted for me this whole time. I'm positive that I would have messed things up if either of us pursued the other before the 'time' was right. I mess things up when I play god and make my own plans for my life because that's what I wanted at the time. 

For I know the plans I have for you...plans for your welfare, not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.  --Jeremiah 29:11

Dirty, Consuming Sin

Bondage. Captive. Consuming. Attitude. 

Derailed. Empty. Disappointment. Stalled. 

Poison. Broken. Separation. Distracted. Crushed. 

Spoiled. Wasted. Wrecked. Wounded.

 Ruined. Doubt. Pain. Regret. Chaos. 

Death. 

Sin isn't pretty. Never has been. I get caught up in the 'pleasure' or 'fun' of it...without thinking about what sin actually is...and what it does...and what it means.

Last night, I got a big dose of reality. Identity Theft Pt3: Sin. Matt brought up a lot of things that I've never thought about. We try to 'control & manage' our sin.  Thinking that way seems to be a never-ending cycle. I think, Surely with God I can 'handle' this...my own temptations aren't that bad. With that mentality, it's up to us as fleshly, sinful humans to put our own sin to death and not ever be tempted to revisit that again. Not happenin'. 

Matt gave 3 points:

1. Sin is pleasurable and desirable so we make it excusable.

guilty. i think this is probably true for everyone, but it's especially true for me. my thought process seems to be messed up more than i care to admit. everyone else does it. what's the harm? there is quite a steep price....

2. Sin is enslaving and defeating so we make it identifying.

well i did it...might as well keep going. it's like a lie that keeps spinning out of control until you're unsure of how truthful any of it ever was. that's who we become. our sin. talk about a punch in the face. 

3. Sin is more about who we are than how we behave.

when matt said this, my heart stopped beating i think. he said that we change the definition of 'sin' to 'MISTAKE'. sure we make mistakes. sure we're gonna slip up. but there still isn't justification in committing a sin. No matter how big or small. Just isn't right.

"Sin steals our identity of who God created us to be."
 Did you get that? God created us to be someone without sin. Instead, we're full of it. Full of hate. Full of lust. Full of envy. Full of self-righteousness. Full of sin. 
But we have a promise in Romans 6: WE MAY HAVE BEEN BORN INTO SIN IN THIS HIDEOUSLY BROKEN WORLD WITH INSANELY BROKEN PEOPLE... BUT WE DON'T HAVE TO STAY!!!


Don't use God's grace to justify yourself to keep sinning, use His grace as power to STOP sinning!
Grace is costly, has violent power, and is completely transforming...It will never lead me to continue doing the very thing it rescued me from. What amazing grace!!!!!! 


I have to stop trying to 'control & manage' my sin....I have to 'KILL & CONQUER' it! And Jesus does that through His grace! 
My sin put Jesus on the cross. That little lie I told...stealing...my bad attitude... Jesus DIED for that. He is the Assassin of Sin! The Conqueror! He gave us the 'vaccine'. 


So I was left with one question: How am I going to allow Jesus to take control and kill & conquer the sin in my life? I can't hold on to it anymore. When Matt put it into perspective that I killed Jesus.... 
Wow... 


So in response to the words on top...I don't want to feel that. Any of it. I don't want my friends to feel it. I'm praying hard for those chains to break! It's already been done! It's already Paid In Full! Accept it! I'm praying for my friends to be released of the bondage that sin holds. I'm praying that their relationship with Christ grows and grows and grows. I want them to be completely filled with the power God gave us to overcome the persuasions and pleasures and acceptance sin offers. I don't want any of that. Label me an outcast....I Love Jesus. And it hurts me so much to know that I've hurt Him. 

He Weeps

I was doing my devotion today that we got last week at Link. (I know, I should have done it last week, but I was entirely too lazy.) Anyhow...this girl, Sarah Anderson, sure did write something that relates so strongly to me right now. She talks about how, in the Gospels, Jesus encountered incredibly broken people and He healed them--crippled men, blind girls, deaf boys, and bleeding women. Then she makes a good point: What happened to those people after they we healed? We see how they were healed powerfully; what once seemed like a permanent brokenness was reversed; their story takes a turn and things look up. But what happens 20 years down the road?? When they die? Sarah says that, for her, it's like she's living the second half of these people's lives. Not many miracles, terminal cancer is thriving. The second part of their stories shows a lot of things still need restoring-or need restoring again after having been fixed once but not staying that way for good. Kinda like when we were saved. We once felt like our lives had changed forever-but after a while the broken pieces still feel so broken. Jesus showed up at one point- but in the second half of the story, it is hard to imagine He was ever there at all. Sarah goes into the Lazarus story. Jesus goes to the tomb where Lazarus had been dead for 4 days. So He goes to the sisters, Mary and Martha, who are crying, and Jesus weeps. He cries. He knows what He's about to do--He is the Son of God, the Savior of the world with the power to heal and restore, to fix and redeem. And He weeps. Could it be that Jesus cries because He knew the second half of Lazarus' story? He knew that while He could heal bodies and fix hurts and restore pain today, there would come a day when bodies would break down, the hurts would return and the pain would be overwhelming. Maybe Jesus wept because of the second half of the story-because He knew that today would only accomplish so much. Tomorrow the brokenness of the world would be obvious again. But that didn't stop him. He was saddened but He healed in spite of a broken world. He redeemed in spite of a broken world. He fixed in spite of a broken world. Which means that the second half of my story doesn't have the final word. It doesn't make what happens in the first half, in the part where I give my life to Jesus, where Jesus does do a miracle, not count.
As broken as out world may be, as far from restoration and healing appear to be, if we look closely we will see glimpses of the same God who went about His work on the pages of the Gospels. Any glimpse of beauty, no matter how temporary, is a glimpse of a world to come. Any respite from hurt, no matter how temporary, is a glimpse of a world to come. And any picture of any kind that speaks of perfection and goodness, wholeness and healing is evidence of a Savior who has been here before and will return again. And the good news is that His return will last forever.

How does it make me feel that I know I'm so incredibly loved by the Savior who came down to this incredibly broken world just so that I would know how much I mean to Him?? I am left in awe...completely longing for that day....and try my hardest to not get caught up in the issues of the world. There's nothing but empty promises. But with Jesus, there's hope! He can comfort the mourning. He can raise dead men to life. He has the pwer to conquer every disease and dysfunction. And while we may get a picture of that now, a brief insight into how the world is supposed to be, we can be certain that there will be a day when Jesus no longer weeps outside the tomb of His friend. When death is no more, when sickness is healed forever. Until then, keep your eyes open for glimpses of hope. Because that is where Jesus lives until we see Him again.

Judgement? Or just On-The-Lookout?

God says that we should love our enemies.(Luke 6:35)
He also says that we shouldn't even so much as eat with the wrong-doers. (1 Cor. 5:11)
I know there has to be a balance....

So I'm stuck. At this point in my life, do I need to just weed out the 'bad' people and concentrate on letting people build me up? I don't really think I should 'shun' the people who need to be built up themselves. While I do realize that a person can't change based solely on my influence...they need to want to change and need to have God pushing them to do so. I know this.

On the other hand, I don't think that's what God wants of us.
Luke 15:7 says "I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent."
So doesn't that mean we should go after that ONE? Or am I just reading this wrong...?

This leads me to the word Perception. It's all about how other people view things, situations, people. The world sees things completely out of context from what they really. Who knows what my own intentions are when it comes to the reasons why I do something or why I go somewhere besides me and God? Perception is rarely reality.

Its so much easier to look at a picture or a painting and see a flaw in a corner of it than it is to see the beauty of the whole thing.

That one lost sheep is what I'm after.......For the simple reason of Jesus. Salvation. Peace. Love. Grace.

.......But that doesn't mean I'm gonna marry that sheep.


That's when your perception turns into judgement.
And that is just not okay.

So for the remainder of my life, That's exactly what I'll do. People will be comfortable with me and with my church. I will not judge them. They are one lost sheep that God wants us to guide Home. That's what it's all about. I will not be selfish. I will not worry. God guides my steps....I do everything incredibly prayerfully. If there's ONE Man I can count on to not lead me astray....its Christ. And that's who I'm following.



 Acts 15:19 "My judgement, therefore, is against inflicting unexpected annoyance on those of the Gentiles who are turning to God.

The Wife who Respects

I just have to tell you what my heart feels right now. I've never, and by 'never' i mean I've never had the childhood dream of looking like Cinderella walking down that aisle or never wanted to grow up and have a home with children running around like monkeys....anyhow, I've never wanted to be a wife. Never. It was just me. Me. I used to contribute that feeling to my home-life growing up. My parents were never married. Had two, might I say Beautiful children. :) They fought. My dad hit my mom. My mom fought back. Eventually my dad was sent off to jail for a little while, and my parents (they were together for so long that they had a common-law marriage) eventually got divorced. Then it was me, my sister, and my mom. That was life. And it worked. For a while.

I've gone into this "Real Marriage" series that Mars Hill Church is doing. My mind is officially BLOWN! I'm just going to put away all of my preconceived notion that marriage just doesn't work. It can! In Part4: The Respectful Wife, I am completely longing to be a wife! Encourager! I think the closer I get to God, the more I realize exactly what I've been perfectly created in His likeness. Whatever I am, He made me HIS masterpiece! Whoa! I want a husband. I want to love and respect and encourage and help and nurture and pray for and play with and walk with and and have and spend my life with a husband. A Godly husband. A husband who fears God. A husband who leads. A husband who studies his bible. A husband who wants the best for me.

There. I said it. I want a husband. God has completely changed my views of what my life will be like. Completely...inside out! And I'm so very grateful. I'm following. I'm serving. I'm growing.

I'm ready.

When Sadness Morphs....

I'm there. I'm stuck. I'm so sad. 'Sad' is one emotion that I wouldn't characterize myself as. I'm never sad. Truth is, I'm always sad. I just morph it into what emotions are necessary for any situation. My heart is so heavy with anger. I feel like it's misdirected to almost anyone. I don't cry when I'm sad. I cry when I don't know what to do with my emotional self. My recent sadness comes from my aunt passing away in the most dramatic way I have ever witnessed...and I really hope I never see anything like it again. But my anger also comes from that situation. I'm not angry at God...I'm angry because of the month or two or three that led up to her death. She's good. I'm not sad about that. I'm sad and angry about the way people treated her. I have an amazing model of unfailing, undying, compassionate, with-you-till-the-end kind of love. I guess not everyone is as fortunate as I am to have that though.

I'm sad. So I yell. I'm frustrated. I'm anxious. I'm hurt. I'm overwhelmed.

I've been through things...a lot of things...that I have never allowed myself to feel sad about. I have always made an excuse. Sadness has always been a 'weak' emotion. So I cover it with a 'strong' emotion...and get mad. But I'm just sad. I want my mom here to talk to me. I want to go fishing with my dad again. I want to hear my Papaw sit on the front porch and pick that banjo. I want more life lessons from Buddy. I want my Mamaw to teach me to quilt. I want my ex boyfriend to be my friend. I want my old friends to understand why I made some decisions I had to make. I want to cut Dora's hair again...and do her nails. I want my sister to be my best friend. I want to trust again. I want so much. And for all of that....sadness erupts in my soul.

I want Jesus to hold my heart. And let me feel His heartbeat.

Love...Sex...Dating...

This post could very well turn out scattered and unorganized. So is the days of our lives. =]]

I've been thinking lately about love and dating and marriage and all the rest of those other sappy stuff I've never taken too seriously. I'm pretty sure it's one of those 'it's a full moon because things are just getting too weird' kinda things. I think I go through seasons...and so does everyone else....where I want to be recognized. So I used to text people just so that they know I'm still alive and kicking even though they may not even care as much as what my name was. :) Lame. That's the girl I was about 2-3 years ago. I don't raise my hand to be acknowledged by anyone who doesn't want to acknowledge me, even though I still remain extremely approachable. :)

For maybe the past...3 weeks, yeah. 3 weeks. Things have just gotten plain weird. Some guys who used to be my 'friends' (and I'm using that word very lightly!) have somehow found mysterious ways (facebook) of contacting me. Out of the Blue. Random. "How have you been?"  "______ wants to be friends. Accept?"  Text messages in the dead of night, knowing that normal people sleep: "What are you doing?"  And this one guy, insists on calling me 'Sistah' and giving inspirational comments about how us gals should always hold on to our inner strength. =//  I'm not impressed. I mean...don't get me wrong. I love everyone. A lot. Maybe too much, if that's at all possible!(Which I don't think it is!) But I started getting discouraged a little because it almost felt like those 'positive' people in my life were somehow replaced by memories of a life not lived to love Christ.

Today, My amazing friend Jake sent me a link to a message series by Andy Stanley: "The New Rules for Love, Sex, and Dating". I'm telling you, it couldn't have come at a more perfect time! I know exactly where I stand as far as what I'm looking for in a partner. I have an imaginary list that God says is what a husband is supposed to be. So, knowing all of that, I made the decision to make a purity promise to Christ...until I got married. I got this pretty nifty ring that has the inscription "1Thes4:3-4". It's important. I'm so so so very glad that Jesus loves me enough to still accept me when we all know that I messed some things up. His amazing forgiveness....just blows me out of the water! But I'm pretty sure I've already let my thoughts on all that be known in a previous post... :)

I watched the first message of the 4 part series. I'm in awe. All this time, I was daydreaming up some husband  who is perfect on God's standard. I wasn't looking for him...but I was definitely only concentrating on who he would be. But...what about me? Who am I? Am I who my future husband would want? Would he pursue me because he views me as a 'Proverbs 31' perfect woman?  Am I the person the person I'm looking for is looking for?

So he went over the 1 Corinthians "Love Chapter" 13. I've heard it a million times. Love is patient, you know the rest. I know. I get it. But I always thought about it as the way I am supposed to love my 'husband'....not as the way I'm supposed to BE. So I started thinking....If I want my 'husband' to all of those things, and love me how Jesus wanted me to be loved, and to be patient and kind and considerate and not boasting and not dishonoring or disgraceful....That means that I need to be all of those things too! Whoa! 

So now that I'm settled in how my life should be while I 'wait' for my husband, I'm letting God work on my own personal life, attitude, priorities, heart, etc. 

I want to become someone worth catching and someone worth pursuing. I want to be ready...so that when it's time for me to be with my person that they see me as the person they are looking for.

‎"If you're single, what you're doing right now in terms of your dating life will follow you around. You're relational past will show up at the most inopportune times." -Andy Stanley.

I'm going to be watching the other 3 messages in this series. I have a feeling that this could end up being life changing. =]]

Friend with Benefits

I have always always thought of myself as having a lot of friends. Since I was a little girl, I always found myself surrounded by people! Always! There was definitely a point where my 'friends' meant more to me than my family did...in more ways than one!

a FRIEND is: a confidant, a companion, someone who wants to walk through the valleys with you, a lover, knows all the intimate details of your life,

Marriage is a relationship as a Husband/Wife and a friend; a lover and a friend.

Be friendly toward all, but only be friends with few! You may have a lot of relationships...but few friends!

Your first friend, other than Jesus, HAS to be your spouse!

F ruitful (Gen 1:28)
R eciprocal (you both have to work on your friendship)
I ntimate  (Adam KNEW Eve) (1 Cor 13:12)
E njoyable  (Ecc 9:7-9)
N eeded (Gen 2:18)
D evoted (Romans 12:15, Proverbs 17:17)
S anctified (Proverbs 13:20)

People don't fall out of love. They may fall out of repentance, but they don't fall out of love. That's another way of saying that God's a liar. He tells us we can even love our enemies. Don't follow your heart. Guard your heart. Love comes from God. Love doesn't begin with us; it begins with God. We can still love them with the love God gives us. We have access to the TRUE love. Your spouse is not your enemy, your spouse is your ally!

Friendship doubles the joy and cuts the grief in half!

3 Kinds of relationships: 
Back to back (battle, bitter, not happy, not friends)
Shoulder to shoulder (coworker, business partner, work at life; marriage is a lot of this...but not all of it.)
Face to Face (put down your phone, intimate, date nights, sacred moments; Bible's language of friendship)

Men and woman build their friendships differently:

• Men build their relationships shoulder-shoulder. 
• Women build their relationships face-face. 

The key here is for men to figure out what face-face looks like to their wives and for women to figure out what shoulder-shoulder looks like to their husbands.

3 Levels of Communication:

Facts (most of our conversations)

Opinions (as a relationship moves deeper...)

Feelings (rarely talked about)

Marriages that are face-face; they're enduring and endearing.
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Just had a little thought. People sometimes treat Jesus as the 'go-to guy' when something bad happens, or the 'i'll keep Him in my pocket in case i need Him' Man. If I found someone who values Jesus and who He is as the One True God, and he actually has a sincere relationship with Christ....I would think that would be how he treated his wife..... hmmm. Food for thought. I guess you could say this: A man will value his wife as much as he values Christ, but no more. So that will be how I know. Follow his devotion to God. That's how I will know my husband. :)

My Joy Switch Catch: Suffering

this series matt's doing at rock bridge is amazing. i mean...amazing. and just what i need. all the time. i've learned that the problem is mostly allowing people, anyone, the power of your switch. that's basically what it comes down to. i really have had a lot of 'practice' choosing to control my own joy switch and resting in that joy Christ gives me.... in every day relations, in relationships, at work, even in my own battling mind. Jesus has helped me overcome death way too many times, and helped me find that joy again. it kinda helps a little when your mind is blocked by just how bad things are, i guess. and that's how it has always been for me.

but what happens when i have a constant reminder every day of the suffering and pain and misery and hardships that one of my family members has to endure...every day...and it just gets worse and worse???

my aunt, dora, is wasting away. she has a disease. MSA. its killing her. every day, she dies a little more. some days are worse than others. "what's next?" is always in the front of my mind. 3 years ago, she was normal, taking care of people like a nurse does. she can't put her own clothes on. she cant get out of her chair by herself. its hard for her to eat. her hand-eye coordination is going more and more. her blood pressure stays super low. the ground moves under her feet. she falls. a lot. and hits her head. a lot. she aspirates on her food. its hard to swallow. she takes so much medicine. she has to go to speech therapy...its hard for her to talk. she shakes...like parkinson's. her bladder doesn't want to always work. she can't write. she fractured one of her hands in a fall she took a couple of weeks ago. she can't use her walker.

she turned 58 on january 18. that's not young. but if you knew how full of life my aunt dora was just a few years ago, you'd understand how dramatic it is for all the family.

i know that God is the Healer. i know that, while He may not be healing her physical body, He is preparing her for the rest of her journey. i know God works things out for His Purpose...for our good. i know that there is grace in everything.

but when i see it, in front of my eyes....


its. so. hard.

To Mingle? or Not to Mingle?

I'm a big ball of emotions right now and I just don't understand them. Not even in the least bit. There's anger, sadness, confusion, anxiety. I want to cry, you know, just to let them all out! But I have no tears. Better yet, I wouldn't even know what they were for! Haha! I just got back from seeing my therapist (I love our time together) and it looks like I've got a long road ahead of me in sorting out these emotions.

2011 was a milestone year in more ways than one! I've grown so much as a person, as a Christ follower. I've learned to stand up for myself and for my own well-being in work and church and personal relationships. When I see that something has the potential to not be healthy in any way for me, I develop this caution that I've never had before. When I'm threatened, I don't tuck myself back into my shell anymore. I've loved, I've lost. And I believe I'm stronger now than I've ever been.

It's hard to come off a streak like that! :) With strength comes opposition. Not just from other people, but also from within. I feel like I scare people off; guys, gals, coworkers, youth workers. Pretty much anyone. I'm not sure how everyone sees me, but I'm certain how some do. I'm intimidating. I'm confident. I love Jesus. I have wisdom. I know what I want.

I want a guy who loves Jesus...not only that, but who also follows Him. I want a guy who can bring something to the table; I don't want a relationship where it's all about me and what I like and what I did during the day and how I feel about things. I want him to have a hobby and have a passion about something other than being just like me. That's annoying. I want a guy who has an identity; in Christ and as a person. My therapist today told me that I would make such a great Minister's Wife. :o  What does that mean?? I'm ready to help. I'm ready to strengthen. I'm ready to serve. 

I want a youth group where there aren't cliques. I want the kids to love coming to church and to not be confused about the happenings of every week. I want youth leaders want to lead, and to love!

I want friends who love me as much as I love them. I don't want to be forgotten. I love going out and laughing about "Sanchez's" for hours for no reason. :) I want conversation.

What do I do to get all of these things?? Some of them, I have. And I'm so so so very grateful! God really does bring people together just at the right time for all the right reasons. It meas so much to me that God finds favor in me! And to know just how much He cares for me. Wow. It truly just sweeps me off my feet.

I'm ready to find my match. In every area of my life. So... other than prayer, How do I do it?