My heart is so full

Oh my goodness, my heart is so full. Do you ever doubt that what you are doing is what God truly wants for you to be doing? Mainly because every time that you get two steps ahead you get knocked back like twenty. Words cannot explain how passionate I am about serving in the student ministry at church. There is something about what God can do in a room full of teenagers that makes the hair stand up on my arms. Tonight was such an amazing night. I got to give out 3 whats next kits, and I overheard a couple kids talk about how cool the book is that is in it(it is a Bible). I also so a kid who's first time was tonight give his life to Christ, then two little 6th graders who hated youth(I should say despised) tell me that they liked it and can't wait until next time, and the best part about the whole night was on the car ride home and I had a student spilling herself out to me. So when I say my heart is full I really feel that it is I am overflowing with the blessings of GOD.

My single mom

This morning I woke up, and God hit me with something very heavy. I am not a mother and I don't see myself being one anytime soon. But I was raised by an amazing single mom. I recently have found God showing me the struggles of single moms. There is something beautiful about the power that single mom's have. My mom raised two very successful men, and although it was hard she did it. It's like God made her with the ability to work all day, come home do homework and then cook dinner. She went to football games, basketball games, and was even school plays. She tried her best to make us not realize that we were poor. She put us first no matter what the situation. So here I stand at 23 years old, and I evaluate my life. I step back and look at my personality, and who I am when no one else is looking. I realize that I am exactly who my mom raised me to be, hardworking, independent, dedicated, and ready to go that extra mile. So I just want to give a quick, holla for all the single moms at their.

My 5 year plan!

May 2003, I graduated from high school, I was a girl with a plan. I was going to finish school in four years, get married by 25, and then we(that is referring to my future gorgeous paston husband and I) would start a family buy a house and live happily ever after. I told myself that I wasn't going to be like everyone else who says that they have a 5 year plan, and barely makes it through 2. I knew what I wanted to do, and how I wanted to do it. I swore that I would not be one of those families who drifted apart, I never wanted to go a day without speakin to my mom, dad, or brothers. I couldn't imagine not seeing my cousins every time I went home, or hugging the neck of the old people at church every Sunday. But the reality is that my plan didn't last more than about 4 months of college, and I if you looked at the plan, I failed! I am 23 not finished with school, no prospective husband, and buying a house is no where in the near future. Over the last few years I have experienced a lot, and been confused a lot. My pride has been hurt, my insecurities let free, my boundaries pushed, and most importantly my purpose found. I wouldn't trade God's plan for mine any day. What do you think?