So, what's up?
On my life and times, a lot. School, hanging with friends (excitedly anticipating hanging with my favorite Texan, who recently got in town again!), trying to force myself to be an early-bird so that mom will stop complaining at me that I never get my chores done.... yeah.
And sudden jolts of reality, too.
My bro jokingly said mom should just have David over for the week while we're gone to camp so that she can still have a goofy, quirky teen in the house to keep life interesting for her. "Nuh uh! He'd probably drive me nuts!" was her response. I always cringe whenever Nathaniel says something about David cause half the time it always ends in mom once again voicing how weird she thinks he is. Which naturally, grates on my nerves. I really wish my family would like and accept him as much as his family does me. Or at least have mom realize that there's a lot more to him than the dork she usually sees.
As I was pondering that this evening, a sudden thought struck me: am I really trusting God here? To be honest, I realized I hadn't been. If David really is the guy God has for me, my parents will accept him at some point. I just need to wait. And if not? Then I just wait longer until the right guy does come around.
It's funny how just when we think we're doing so great God will knock us off our pedestal. For a while I began thinking how good I was doing, reading my Bible faithfully every day. But I realized today there's more to being a good Christian than that. We need to be in action as well as the Word. I usually read my Bible right before I get out of bed...this morning I dragged myself out at 7 to do chores, thinking "Yeah. So I have to do all this stupid work when I could be doing important reading?" and then that verse about obeying your parents popped into mind. And also that verse about a godly woman getting up early to work around the house. Suddenly I thought, "Perhaps this really is where I should be and what I should be doing to please the Lord."
My jumbled and semi-profoundish thoughts of the day. Now, it's time for bed.
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