I would be the one that wakes up at 2 am wanting pancakes. I also would be the one that goes downstairs to the freezer to get some (Ego does pancakes now...it makes my life easier). Now that I've satisfied another ridiculous early morning craving I find the sugar from the syrup keeping me a little buzzed. Here I sit...well ok lay...on my bed thinking about life and all the crazy things that happen.
I'm so thankful that I serve a God that really cares about me, even about the little things...things like letting my birthday flowers last this long (maybe I know nothing about flowers...but a week is a pretty long time when they're in a vase right?) or things like having a glue gun to finish up my DFTBA letters so I don't have to buy another one. Its the little things in life really.
I've been listening to the Redeeming Ruth series lately by Mark Driscoll (I mentioned him earlier...REALLY good) and it has me thinking about love and God's hand in the love lives of his children. I'll admit it....there is a boy that I like...a lot. In case you don't understand what I mean when I say that, I'll revert to being in second grade again... I like him-like him. There are so many things that have happened that I don't want to over-analyze and read into...but it just seems like its God's way to doing things? Yet again, I wonder...maybe I'm really just over-analyzing things. I mean, let's get real here. I'm a female...generally speaking, females tend to over-analyze things. I am one of those females. I can over-analyze and this is one of those delicate situations where I really don't want to. The way I see it is this...it's already mid-July (its my mommy's birthday today btw...happy birthday mommy :) in a few short weeks he'll be packing up and leaving for school...a few weeks after that I'm packing up and leaving for school. I've already prayed a lot about it and I've basically just handed the situation over to God. He knows what the best scenario is for both of us and if that involves us being together great. If he calls for me to remain just friends with him that's great too. I've learned to just not push the envelope when it comes to trying to get my way. I did that once with a relationship and I'll never consciously do it again. I'm no longer in control of my life. God is at the wheel and he knows the best way to steer. He knows the path I need to travel and He knows what's best for me. Once again I ask...who am I? Who am I to question the almighty creator? Me. a small speck compared to him. If you want to think of it in terms of Dr. Seuss....I'm a Who in Whoville...that's how small I am in the scheme of things. God is my Horton. My hero. He can see things in the big perspective. All I can see is what's around me. I can't see the bigger picture, so I'd rather let God take care of it.
