That night after my talk with Bob, and really thinking about it, I didn't know how I could tell my parents. I knew that as soon as I saw them, I would feel guilty for not telling them. Yeah, it wasn't something to feel super guilty about, but still. My mom knows almost everything, and at this point what she knew was that I was going to Sierra in the fall and transfer to a school with a real good nursing program when I was ready. I didn't think it would be a big deal, telling her something different like Africa, but I still didn't want to deal with it at that moment...
Good think we had a girls night that Friday! We all went to Anjuli's and had a crazy sleepover with lots of laughing, getting in trouble for being loud with her parents (sorry Mr. and Mrs. Watson!), and peanut butter cookies. Mmm mmm. Were they good! (Thanks Katrise, Lisanne, and friends!) Anyways, the next day we had a pancake breakfast, and outreach, and by the time I got home it was time to leave for church Saturday night. SCORE. I didn't have the time to tell them.
Sunday on the other hand was a different story.. It was the day we were doing yard work. We were up pulling weeds as a family, Dad, Mom, Sam, Tsehay, Fekadu and I. Dad was down on the lower level and mom and I were up top. She brought up college in the fall and that's when I told her... "What if I chose not to go to college, Mom? What if I went in a completely different path?" She asked what I was thinking and I told her. She was super acceptive about it. And encouraged me just to pray and make sure that that was really what I wanted to do with life, and that no matter what I chose, she would be there for me through thick and thin and she would help me with anything in order to get me there. I had my moms support.
Now my dad...... I was fully convinced he would deny the idea, and tell me that college was the best idea and all that..... My dad would take convincing.
Let's face it: Emma can be put to better use in the kitchen than she can be out in the yard. Emma always makes lunch when the family is all busy doing family projects. It's just how it is. Emma and Dad that is....
Mom walks in while we are making lunch and says "Emma, tell your dad about what you just told me." Obviously, Dad was curious and wanted to know about it all. I went around it, saying "I wasn't ready to share it." and every other excuse I could think of.. He finally kept pushing me away from what I was doing saying "Just tell me..C'mon..Tell me!!" Dad's can be so frustrating sometimes! ;)
I just kept cutting up cheese, pickles and stirring the tuna we were making. Finally, I just said "I'm not going to college." He looked at me like I was crazy. So maybe that wasn't the best way to tell him.. I continued to tell him that I was thinking about maybe going to Ethiopia instead, and that I had been having dreams about the Benkert family. (I had no idea what the dreams meant, just that they were in Africa and that could possibly mean something, like I could go to Africa like they did? No idea.) He was quiet for a minute, and I was scared he was mad. But after a little (or big) awkward silence, he said "Well, I can talk to Levi for you."
I was completely shocked. Completely. Dad supported me.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
The Beginning.
It was a Friday night after youth. I was cleaning the women's bathroom by myself. I normally clean it with my two best friends, but they were in a meeting. I found myself almost in tears. Not because I was cleaning the bathroom alone. But because I was confused. I was about to graduate. And though 3 months before I had everything planned for the fall, that was no longer the case.
"What should I do? What is my purpose here?" I cried out to God while scrubbing a toilet. Here we're my options: School. Work. Africa. Wait, Africa? Where did that even come from? I hadn't thought about Africa in years. I mean, yeah, it has always been in the back of my mind, but that wasn't really a possibility was it? No. No way. No chance! I couldn't leave my family, even for a short time. "Long term." I heard in my head, but loud enough to really get me to think.
I tried to shake the thought. All I needed right now was for Amanda and Alec to walk around the corner and say "Let's finish this!" and a hug from Amanda, but I looked outside and saw no one.
Keith Haines and Bob Dryer were cleaning the men's bathroom. I asked Bob to help me with the trash key, and that's when he asked what was up. I have known Bob since by 5th/6th grade year. He was my Jr. High youth pastor, and more importantly, he was that older brother I never had. I know if I ever needed anything, I could go to him for help.
That's when I broke down to Bob. Not crying, but on the verge, and just dropped everything about my future, Africa, what I wanted to do with life. But a lot about Africa. I remember telling myself "What are you saying? You haven't even prayed about this recently! This isn't God's plan!" I continued talking anyways. This wasn't me talking. I had no idea what I wanted! I kept looking at the door for Amanda or Alec to come in and save me from this conversation. "This is all a big mistake. Emma, shut up and finish the bathroom," I told myself countless times. I finished my little rant, took a deep breath and looked at Bob. There was a little silence for a minute, and I kept feeling like I should fill it, but decided against it because what I had already said sounded stupid and anything else I could say would sound stupid.
There was an awkward eye contact and Bob just said one word, at first: "Go." He told me. What? What in the world was I hearing? Wait, he possibly couldn't be telling me to go to Africa is he? No. He's just telling me to "go" finish the bathroom.. Yeah. That's it. But then he started to explain that he could see me in Africa and lots of other things (about Africa and such) but my mind was spinning too fast to catch anything except that he thought I could do it and he would support me 100% through whatever I chose. He left the bathroom, and my head was spinning. I went to finish the bathroom and while I was in the Handicap stall I stopped and just stood there.
Maybe I really could do this.
Maybe this could be a crazy adventure I would never forget.
Maybe that why I was having dreams about the Benkert family and little Luella.
THE DREAMS! I hadn't even thought about that.
The Benkert's are a family from our church, living in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. They have lived there for 3 years, doing God's work. They come back during summers, and I figured that's what the dreams were. I'm sure I was just up late Facebooking and happened to see a status Levi or Jessie posted about their trip this summer. But now I began to think differently. But at that point my brain was on overload and I needed to shut out the rest of thoughts, at least until I got home.
Amanda and Alec finally came down when I was mopping the hallway, so the bathroom was done. These two can read me as easy as a child's book. Separately they came down the stairs, and separately they both asked my what was up, something was on my mind. I told them. I remember one of them asking why I had never mentioned it to them, and I couldn't give an answer except I didn't even know I was thinking about it until that night, about 20 minutes before. Before I left that night they both told me they would support me in whatever I did, and that they were happy I was thinking more about it than just making an on the spot decision of 'no' like I felt like I should do. I had my best friends, my brother, and most importantly, My Jesus standing behind me with whatever I did.
Before I left, Bob told me I had to tell my parents. Not that I had to that night, but he highly recommended that I talk to them about it. And soon, since I was still living under their roof. My heart dropped. My mom might understand, but my dad? No way. He would never let me go. I'm his youngest biological daughter. Yeah, we didn't have the best relationship, but he still wouldn't want me to pick up and leave as a long term missionary, and, and, and..
Too much for one night! My brain was about to explode.
Amanda took me outside before I left and she told me just to breathe. We looked in and Bob was standing at the door mouthing "Africa! Africa! Africa!" We both giggled like little girls, and we had a little talk about girly stuff. It was getting late, and we knew we had to leave soon so we finished our talk and hugged, because that's just what girls do. "I'm gonna miss you." She said softly in my ear. "Amanda, it's just an idea. I don't know what's gonna happen with it. We'll see though." I don't remember her exact words after that, but she told me she knew my heart well enough that I wouldn't be this tore up about something I didn't really want to do. Yeah I wanted to do it. But could I? "You can do it." She said tossing all my negative thoughts away. We went inside and I felt a little more relaxed.
Why was I stressing about it this much? I really shouldn't be. I had Jesus on my side! And I knew I could get through anything, even something as big as moving across the world, as long as I had him. I didn't know where I was going. I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't know where I would be in 6,8, 10 months! All I knew is that I believed that I would be right where God wanted me. And that was enough to get me through.
And this is only the beginning...
"What should I do? What is my purpose here?" I cried out to God while scrubbing a toilet. Here we're my options: School. Work. Africa. Wait, Africa? Where did that even come from? I hadn't thought about Africa in years. I mean, yeah, it has always been in the back of my mind, but that wasn't really a possibility was it? No. No way. No chance! I couldn't leave my family, even for a short time. "Long term." I heard in my head, but loud enough to really get me to think.
I tried to shake the thought. All I needed right now was for Amanda and Alec to walk around the corner and say "Let's finish this!" and a hug from Amanda, but I looked outside and saw no one.
Keith Haines and Bob Dryer were cleaning the men's bathroom. I asked Bob to help me with the trash key, and that's when he asked what was up. I have known Bob since by 5th/6th grade year. He was my Jr. High youth pastor, and more importantly, he was that older brother I never had. I know if I ever needed anything, I could go to him for help.
That's when I broke down to Bob. Not crying, but on the verge, and just dropped everything about my future, Africa, what I wanted to do with life. But a lot about Africa. I remember telling myself "What are you saying? You haven't even prayed about this recently! This isn't God's plan!" I continued talking anyways. This wasn't me talking. I had no idea what I wanted! I kept looking at the door for Amanda or Alec to come in and save me from this conversation. "This is all a big mistake. Emma, shut up and finish the bathroom," I told myself countless times. I finished my little rant, took a deep breath and looked at Bob. There was a little silence for a minute, and I kept feeling like I should fill it, but decided against it because what I had already said sounded stupid and anything else I could say would sound stupid.
There was an awkward eye contact and Bob just said one word, at first: "Go." He told me. What? What in the world was I hearing? Wait, he possibly couldn't be telling me to go to Africa is he? No. He's just telling me to "go" finish the bathroom.. Yeah. That's it. But then he started to explain that he could see me in Africa and lots of other things (about Africa and such) but my mind was spinning too fast to catch anything except that he thought I could do it and he would support me 100% through whatever I chose. He left the bathroom, and my head was spinning. I went to finish the bathroom and while I was in the Handicap stall I stopped and just stood there.
Maybe I really could do this.
Maybe this could be a crazy adventure I would never forget.
Maybe that why I was having dreams about the Benkert family and little Luella.
THE DREAMS! I hadn't even thought about that.
The Benkert's are a family from our church, living in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. They have lived there for 3 years, doing God's work. They come back during summers, and I figured that's what the dreams were. I'm sure I was just up late Facebooking and happened to see a status Levi or Jessie posted about their trip this summer. But now I began to think differently. But at that point my brain was on overload and I needed to shut out the rest of thoughts, at least until I got home.
Amanda and Alec finally came down when I was mopping the hallway, so the bathroom was done. These two can read me as easy as a child's book. Separately they came down the stairs, and separately they both asked my what was up, something was on my mind. I told them. I remember one of them asking why I had never mentioned it to them, and I couldn't give an answer except I didn't even know I was thinking about it until that night, about 20 minutes before. Before I left that night they both told me they would support me in whatever I did, and that they were happy I was thinking more about it than just making an on the spot decision of 'no' like I felt like I should do. I had my best friends, my brother, and most importantly, My Jesus standing behind me with whatever I did.
Before I left, Bob told me I had to tell my parents. Not that I had to that night, but he highly recommended that I talk to them about it. And soon, since I was still living under their roof. My heart dropped. My mom might understand, but my dad? No way. He would never let me go. I'm his youngest biological daughter. Yeah, we didn't have the best relationship, but he still wouldn't want me to pick up and leave as a long term missionary, and, and, and..
Too much for one night! My brain was about to explode.
Amanda took me outside before I left and she told me just to breathe. We looked in and Bob was standing at the door mouthing "Africa! Africa! Africa!" We both giggled like little girls, and we had a little talk about girly stuff. It was getting late, and we knew we had to leave soon so we finished our talk and hugged, because that's just what girls do. "I'm gonna miss you." She said softly in my ear. "Amanda, it's just an idea. I don't know what's gonna happen with it. We'll see though." I don't remember her exact words after that, but she told me she knew my heart well enough that I wouldn't be this tore up about something I didn't really want to do. Yeah I wanted to do it. But could I? "You can do it." She said tossing all my negative thoughts away. We went inside and I felt a little more relaxed.
Why was I stressing about it this much? I really shouldn't be. I had Jesus on my side! And I knew I could get through anything, even something as big as moving across the world, as long as I had him. I didn't know where I was going. I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't know where I would be in 6,8, 10 months! All I knew is that I believed that I would be right where God wanted me. And that was enough to get me through.
And this is only the beginning...
Thursday, July 12, 2012
God is a Flashlight?
When you are walking in the dark with a flashlight, it doesn't show you where you are going, it shows you your next step. Yet you still trust that flashlight with your life.
That is like your life in Christ. He knows where your going, but he doesn't always show you the whole blueprint.
You don't know everything. You don't know where you are going to go. You don't know where life will take you.
But, why do we need to know? We don't.
It is all in God's hands. He knows what is best for you. He knows how everything will work together.
Trust in God like you would trust in a flashlight. Trust him to take you that next step.
Dear Jesus, Please show me the next step in life. I am going to trust you like I would a flashlight. I believe you have a plan for my life and I am excited to see what you have in store for me.
In Your Glorious name I pray, Amen.
That is like your life in Christ. He knows where your going, but he doesn't always show you the whole blueprint.
You don't know everything. You don't know where you are going to go. You don't know where life will take you.
But, why do we need to know? We don't.
It is all in God's hands. He knows what is best for you. He knows how everything will work together.
Trust in God like you would trust in a flashlight. Trust him to take you that next step.
Dear Jesus, Please show me the next step in life. I am going to trust you like I would a flashlight. I believe you have a plan for my life and I am excited to see what you have in store for me.
In Your Glorious name I pray, Amen.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Dreams Coming True.
I'm not even sure what's going on anymore.
My life is changing like crazy with each day.
And it's noticeable. Each day is different. Each day I am a different person.
These last three weeks I did an internship at the Rock of Roseville. Three days a week I went to these classes that helped with my relationship with Christ from the basics like organizing my day to the more complex things like the Kalam Cosmological Agruement. Other days we had intensives, and other group activities. Through these three weeks, my life has been flipped. And flipped again. And flipped again. It was crazy! I look back to three weeks ago and I see how stupid some of the stuff I was doing. I saw some of my strengths come out for the first time. He brought up spiritual gifts I didn't know I had. And showed me so much about Him I didn't know. It was such an emotional time, and now that I'm done with it, I am crazy tired, and exhausted, but at the same time, I can look to Him in thanks for all he has given me. Though it also brought up negative things I didn't realize, it was probably some of the best three weeks of my life.
On top of it being a crazy three weeks with the internship, I have been working at a daycare once-three times a week and nannying twice a week. I haven't had a day off except 4th of July, which I had a crazy long day. I've worked or had meetings every day since. Today I have a wedding. "Days off" just aren't an option anymore.
Yesterday was one of the most emotional days for me. I haven't let tears out for a while, and with some stuff that went on yesterday everything let out. And I am so very thankful that I did. There is a new freedom over me, I can feel it. I can't wait to go home, and get rid of these random things that are just chains pulling me down. Three years of storing stuff- time for bonfire! As soon as I get rid of these memories, and notes, and trinkets, I will truly be a free and happy person.
But dreams coming true? What does that even mean? You may be thinking "Emma- what you're saying right now isn't connecting with your title.."
Here: let me connect the dots for you!
What is my dream?
My dream is to go to Africa.
Well guys, I leave for Addis Ababa, Ethiopia in 106 days!
Yes. That dream is coming true!
"But Emma, that doesn't make sense with what you said!"
Going to Ethiopia, my life is gonna change. I will be a totally different person when I come back.
Over this last month, I have cleared up and taken care of (I think at least) everything in my past. Why would I want to be a different person and come back to America and have to deal with all the same crap? As of now, I won't. I'm a free being, under God's rule. He's watching over me. And that's all that matters. He will be with me through thick and thin. The only thing I can actually take to Ethiopia with me that I know won't get lost during traveling.
God is my dream.
I want to live my life the way God intended me too.
Now, I can do that.
With all the crap out of the way, I can hear his voice more clear than ever.
And that voice is telling me to go to Africa.
So here I go.
T-106 days.
My life is changing like crazy with each day.
And it's noticeable. Each day is different. Each day I am a different person.
These last three weeks I did an internship at the Rock of Roseville. Three days a week I went to these classes that helped with my relationship with Christ from the basics like organizing my day to the more complex things like the Kalam Cosmological Agruement. Other days we had intensives, and other group activities. Through these three weeks, my life has been flipped. And flipped again. And flipped again. It was crazy! I look back to three weeks ago and I see how stupid some of the stuff I was doing. I saw some of my strengths come out for the first time. He brought up spiritual gifts I didn't know I had. And showed me so much about Him I didn't know. It was such an emotional time, and now that I'm done with it, I am crazy tired, and exhausted, but at the same time, I can look to Him in thanks for all he has given me. Though it also brought up negative things I didn't realize, it was probably some of the best three weeks of my life.
On top of it being a crazy three weeks with the internship, I have been working at a daycare once-three times a week and nannying twice a week. I haven't had a day off except 4th of July, which I had a crazy long day. I've worked or had meetings every day since. Today I have a wedding. "Days off" just aren't an option anymore.
Yesterday was one of the most emotional days for me. I haven't let tears out for a while, and with some stuff that went on yesterday everything let out. And I am so very thankful that I did. There is a new freedom over me, I can feel it. I can't wait to go home, and get rid of these random things that are just chains pulling me down. Three years of storing stuff- time for bonfire! As soon as I get rid of these memories, and notes, and trinkets, I will truly be a free and happy person.
But dreams coming true? What does that even mean? You may be thinking "Emma- what you're saying right now isn't connecting with your title.."
Here: let me connect the dots for you!
What is my dream?
My dream is to go to Africa.
Well guys, I leave for Addis Ababa, Ethiopia in 106 days!
Yes. That dream is coming true!
"But Emma, that doesn't make sense with what you said!"
Going to Ethiopia, my life is gonna change. I will be a totally different person when I come back.
Over this last month, I have cleared up and taken care of (I think at least) everything in my past. Why would I want to be a different person and come back to America and have to deal with all the same crap? As of now, I won't. I'm a free being, under God's rule. He's watching over me. And that's all that matters. He will be with me through thick and thin. The only thing I can actually take to Ethiopia with me that I know won't get lost during traveling.
God is my dream.
I want to live my life the way God intended me too.
Now, I can do that.
With all the crap out of the way, I can hear his voice more clear than ever.
And that voice is telling me to go to Africa.
So here I go.
T-106 days.
Monday, May 14, 2012
Parents.
I love that my parents are so loving and care about other people, and welcome them into our home.
The evolution of rooms in our house.
Five bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids in each room, parents room, guest room, office.
Five bedrooms. 4 kids, 2 nannies and 2 parents. 2 kids in each room, parents room, Nanny 1's room, Nanny 2's room.
Five bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids in each room, parents room, guest room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, guest room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids, cousin, and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, Cousin's room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, guest room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 3 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, 2 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 2 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, 3 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids with their own room, 2 kids share, parents room, 2 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 5 kids and 2 parents. 3 kids with their own room, 2 kids share, parents room, guest room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids with their own room, 2 kids share, parents room, 2 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 5 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids with their own room, 2 kids share, parents room, 2 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 5 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, office.
My mom also had a conversation with Tsehay about if our last sister needs to move home, or if someone else needs to stay with us, and how we would always make room.
Between sisters moving out and back in, the nannies who used to live with us, and my cousin who lived with us for a while, our rooming situation isn't always staying constant.
Even now as the kids just split up, my sisters are switching rooms, because one needs the bigger room.
My parents have the biggest hearts ever. I hope that when I grow up, I will be able to be as generous as they are.
I have the best parents ever. End of story. ;)
The evolution of rooms in our house.
Five bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids in each room, parents room, guest room, office.
Five bedrooms. 4 kids, 2 nannies and 2 parents. 2 kids in each room, parents room, Nanny 1's room, Nanny 2's room.
Five bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids in each room, parents room, guest room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, guest room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids, cousin, and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, Cousin's room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, guest room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 3 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, 2 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 2 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, 3 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids with their own room, 2 kids share, parents room, 2 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 5 kids and 2 parents. 3 kids with their own room, 2 kids share, parents room, guest room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids with their own room, 2 kids share, parents room, 2 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 5 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, office.
Seven bedrooms. 4 kids and 2 parents. 2 kids with their own room, 2 kids share, parents room, 2 guest rooms, office.
Seven bedrooms. 5 kids and 2 parents. Each kid with their own room, parents room, office.
My mom also had a conversation with Tsehay about if our last sister needs to move home, or if someone else needs to stay with us, and how we would always make room.
Between sisters moving out and back in, the nannies who used to live with us, and my cousin who lived with us for a while, our rooming situation isn't always staying constant.
Even now as the kids just split up, my sisters are switching rooms, because one needs the bigger room.
My parents have the biggest hearts ever. I hope that when I grow up, I will be able to be as generous as they are.
I have the best parents ever. End of story. ;)
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Africa?
I'm coming to the end of a stage of life.
My high school life will be done in about 23 days.
My high school life will be done in about 23 days.
I graduate May 20.
And what do you know?
My whole plan has been completely changed in the past few weeks.
And what do you know?
My whole plan has been completely changed in the past few weeks.
My plan for the past few months/year has been to go to Sierra in the fall, do the basic courses, and when I was ready, transfer to Sac State and apply for the nursing program to become an Emergency Room Nurse.
Not anymore.
I don't think I'm gonna go to school..
I think I'm gonna get a job, and start saving all the money I get and turn around and go to Africa for a few months.
I think I'm gonna get a job, and start saving all the money I get and turn around and go to Africa for a few months.
If you have known me for any length of time, like really known me.. you would know that Africa has always been on my heart. And about a year ago, I thought that Tsehay and Fekadu coming home was my Africa dream coming true.
But now?
Nah.
I have a new dream.
Or is it the same dream?
I want to go help out at an orphanage.
I have a new dream.
Or is it the same dream?
I want to go help out at an orphanage.
I want to visit Africa.
And not just for some short 2 week trip or whatever.
I want to go.
And not just for some short 2 week trip or whatever.
I want to go.
I want to build relationships with the people, with the children.
My dad says he has a connection, and I know he does.
This would be super exciting to see it all work out.
Until then, I will keep meditating on Jesus, and try to find out what he really wants me to do with my life!
This would be super exciting to see it all work out.
Until then, I will keep meditating on Jesus, and try to find out what he really wants me to do with my life!
James 1:27 says to look after the worlds orphans and widows...
Is this my calling?
More to come.
xoxo
Fast Day 37-40...WAY LATE!
So I have had the last few of these typed out for a while, but haven't posted them.. Instead of posting 4 different ones, I just combined.
Fast Day 37
Sunday; February 19
Forgiveness
Forgiveness is a major struggle for me. I don't like it when something wrong is done to me (who does?) and I don't want to let it go. I hold grudges, and I can hold them for years. But on the other hand, if I did something wrong, I hate it when people don't forgive me! It just annoys me and I don't feel like I deserve it just because I apologized. Over the past few months, God has really placed forgiveness towards those in my past on my heart. I have been trying so hard to forgive them. For some people it came easier for others. I am still working on forgiving some. And I am working on not holding grudges anymore.
"Forgive and forget" is what they tell you.
I don't think forgetting it will do you any good.
My view is that just because you forgive someone does not mean you have to trust them again. Forgive everyone, trust only those who earn your trust back.
God forgave us.
Why should we not forgive others?
Luke 6:37 "..forgive, and you will be forgiven."
Dear Jesus,
Thank you for forgiving us. Please help us to forgive others.
In Your Name we pray,
Amen.
Fast Day 38
Monday; February 20
Peer Pressure
1 Corinthians 15:33 "Do not be deceived: Bad company ruins good morals."
Peer pressure sucks.
The world puts such a burden for teenagers to fit in.
Why fit in when you can stand out? I like that idea better.
Be a light to those in the darkness. Don't sink to their level.
Lord, help us not give in to what the world has to offer, for we know that you have more to offer than we could ever imagine. Amen.
Fast Day 39
Tuesday; February 21
"Fake" Friends
Don't surround yourself with people who are only pretending to be your friends.
It's as simple as that.
Father God, give us wisdom, and discernment, so we know who to trust. Help us break off unhealthy friendships, and give us the right mind in seeing who we need to keep close. Amen.
Fast Day 40
Wednesday, February 22
Burden-Free
Dear Lord Jesus,
Thank you so much for taking our burdens. Thank you for making us new. Thank you for giving us life. Thank you for choosing us. Thank you.. Thank you.. Thank you..
The 40 Day fast is now over. Blog will continue, but more about life and Jesus and the way he is showing himself to me, than just certain topics each day.
Until next time...
xoxo
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