They are just words...

Words come to me and they leave me...My mind is in so many places.


It's raining outside...hard...This is a new beginning for me. I need to find who I really am. God has created me in his Image....and what does that look like. Tears stream down my face...what do those mean...those are tears that God has created himself. Every tear that streams down my face is of some importance...I know this is a weird thing to talk about...but sometimes I cry and that's just it...How does God use those tears...What are they for...How does it make me feel to cry/to finish crying/ to start crying...

Who am I and who do I want to be? How do I want to represent Christ in this world. How do I want to represent myself?

I'm bad at keeping friends...I'm bad at communication with people...and I'm sorry about that. I tell myself to just rely on God...it's his plan...But effort has to be put forth...and I know that.

'As Is' God is using me.

I have been avoiding God lately...Bad at communication. 'As Is' is okay with him. My relationships with people reflect my relationship with God....That is where it all starts. I'm sorry for rolling up the window on you all of the time. Imago Dei.

Faith...I've kept it through all of this...It means something to me.
--I'm getting a Tattoo this week....and it has a story....It's my story..God's story...The story that God has created in me.--

-This summer is going to be good...I'm gonna do a whole lot of being at home and working out....and hopefully working...Spending time with my Dad is something that I want to do as well...He should get his test results back sometime this week or next...I'm really nervous, but I trust that what God does in this is the best...and I'm alright with that. Or I tell myself that I am...but it's okay.

-I'm going back to Chicago for the Taste... I'm excited. Even if I only see you for 10 minutes....I'm okay with that. I've only been home for like a week and I'm different...'As Is.'
I've learned so much from you...I'm sorry I don't offer you that same thing...But I pray that God blesses you so much. And I know that he will. I Love You. and I like to think of you as 'Real.' You are Real. And I don't care what other people think about the way that we are. I feel comfortable around you...talking to you...just being around you....and that's okay. It's not weird.

Seeing the girls on the team yesterday was great. I had so much fun. Kelsey is great....and it's weird... but I hope that you look past that.

-My mom and I are very different people....and I find comfort in that.