I've never been much of a journal-er. Sure, there were about three entries a year in my barbie journal. Then there was the flower one. I'm sure there miscellaneous ones in between; the mary-kate and ashley mystery notebook can't be forgotten, either. In sixth grade I started a paper for my school; it went through a few issues, but we were in 6th grade. There wasn't much to write about except for Lizzie McGuire and how the jr. high football team was doing.
Since I've gotten older, I've attempted to keep a prayer journal. I kept one in Peru, and also in Asia. Since then, though, I haven't kept up with one.
So, here is my attempt at writing down the thoughts of a girl trying to serve an amazing God. I don't know who you are, or where you come from. But I want to share these things with you. Know that they'll be scattered, erratic and nonsensical. But, I hope that this will be encouragement for everyone else out there who is trying to do the same thing.
This week, I've been meditating on Zep. 3:17, that says "The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love..." (ESV). It's been a long week, to say the least. It felt like it lasted ten years long. But, if there's one thing I can say about this week, it's that I've been constantly reminded that I serve a God who is mighty, and will save the people that He loves.
At this point in my life, I have no idea what I'm going to do. It's a scary thing, figuring out who you are and what you're going to become; there's so many sides to it, and so many people involved. Thankfully, my mighty God will guide me through it.
Maybe in the near future I'll fill you in on the details, but for now, I'm off to go babysit some of the most adorable children I've ever met, with one of the greatest, God-given best friends in the world.
Until next time, know that you don't have to be alone, and you don't have to be on your own.
