Something that was brought to light in my heart tonight was how frickin blessed I am. I am so rooted in my love and desire for the Lord, sometimes without even realizing it. It's not common for someone who has experienced a lot of what I have in their childhood and young adult life to have faith like I do. To still stand strong in their belief that God is Lord, and His plan is greater than any other. Somehow amongst all of the craziness that I was raised in and surrounded by, I am still so passionately in love with the Lord and His will for my life. There is no explanation besides the mercy and grace of the Big Man upstairs that I am on the right track.
ps. I thought every one knew I was home schooled my whole life... apparently not, ha! I mean, I pride myself on not being the jean jumpsuit, sheltered, A-Typical schooled at home child. Maybe that is why it's not very evident. But trust me, I still feel like it's blatantly obvious in a lot of aspects of my life (smiles).
pps. How is it that when I was little I cared so much for worms and their well being, and now I would never touch one. I used to build them beds out of dirt and sand when I found them wounded and bleeding on the sidewalk, and now I stomp them to their death.
ppps. I am so random.
