When they had finished eating, Jesus said to Simon Peter, “Simon son of John, do you truly love me more than these?”  

“Yes, Lord,” he said, “you know that I love you.”

Jesus said, “Feed my lambs.”

Again Jesus said, “Simon son of John, do you truly love me?”

He answered, “Yes, Lord, you know that I love you.”

Jesus said, “Take care of my sheep.”

The third time he said to him, “Simon son of John, do you love me?”

Peter was hurt because Jesus asked him the third time, “Do you love me?” He said, “Lord, you know all things; you know that I love you.”

Jesus said, "Feed my sheep. I tell you the truth, when you were younger you dressed yourself and went where you wanted; but when you are old you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will dress you and lead you where you do not want to go." Jesus said this to indicate the kind of death by which Peter would glorify God. Then he said to him, “Follow me!” John 21:15-19


Sitting in the quietness of tonight. This passage ran through my mind and heart. How lucky and fortunate we are to be taken AS-IS. We have been bought already. I wait for true love and find it only in the Maker of my life. How many times has Jesus asked me if I love him? How many times have I hesitated? How many times have I jumped into his arms? I seek love, I seek you....

I feel sick to my stomach tonight, kind of like I got kicked a few times, but not enough to really hurt me. I just saw Hotel Rwanda. I know that when this went on I was just a teen, but my heart and stomach are in pain from how the society I live in turned their backs on a whole country, a group of people, trying to live a normal life. It is times like these I hate the lifestyle and luxury that I have been given. I am grateful for it all, but it still hurts. I will have a rude awakening when I get to Africa this summer. It scares me, but not in a horrifying way.

Jesus answered, “If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.” When the young man heard this, he went away sad, because he had great wealth. Then Jesus said to his disciples, “I tell you the truth, it is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 19:21-23

I wish I felt no honor in the wealth of this world all the time. I wish I found honor and humility in the wealth of God more......

POSERS, FAKERS, & WANNABES ---- Just picked up this book by Brennan Manning. Don't know how I feel about being real with myself and others. Seems I need to be though.

poser - n. a person who habitually pretends to be something he is not.

faker- n. one who fakes something.

wannabe - n. one who imitates the behavior, customs, or dress of an admired person or group.


Which one am I? Depends which day..... Which one are you?

ON A LIGHTER NOTE......

I got to play capture the flag last night with my high school guys. Sometimes it is great to be a kid again and run around. That was the first time I played outside since church camp in eastern Illinois with those pesky jr. high kids. Oh the memories that can come back from a rousing game of capture the flag..... Last night showed me that I am still a kid at heart, even when I have felt disfunctional in all I do, I still know that a group of high school guys think I am cool and will let me be a kid with them anytime I want.

It is hard for me to already imagine that I am not going to be around this summer. Not being able to spend weekends swimming and hanging out with friends. Not being able to do all the yardwork with my dad. Sounds like not so much fun to most, but that is a time that I get to spend with my dad and do stuff outside. One of the more difficult things that I am going to miss is the best 4th of July celebration where I live. I think that the most difficult part of missing out on this summer is going to be not talking to my family, more imporantly my sis on a regular basis. SIDEBAR -- I don't talk about my family much on here, but I do have the two greatest sister in the world. My older sis is my best friend, just the other night we had our usual night out of catching up and having a drink together. The younger sis, still in her own world, but she did just turn 21 and can now join Nicole and I for our nights out. They both are the best.

Now, back to what this summer is going to be like. I have been given the opportunity to be a part of a group that will be spending two months in Africa. It is overwhelming and freakin awesome at the same time to think about. Africa was never such a huge desire for me until about two years ago. You see, I was fortunate enough to have someone in my life at the time who had such a heart for reaching out to the country of Africa that in a way I began seeing things different for a country so far away. It has been a dream of mine to be able to do this and now that God has opened this door all I can do is say, "WOW and thank you." The fam is not a huge fan of this trip, but there is a beginnning and and end to this trip, so I will be coming home. Over the next few years though...... we will have to see what God has planned. So for now pray for the process of all that needs to be done to go well and without conflict. I will continue to update the whole process. Too bad I won't be able to blog in Africa.

Leaving A Legacy

What kind of a legacy are you leaving today
by the words and the actions you say and do?

What will your husband or wife and your
children say were your strengths and
your weaknesses too?

Will your name be listed in God's Book
Or Life or on one of man's best selling lists?

If Jesus returned to earth tomorrow,
would you be happy or sad?

What have you done for God's Kingdom
on earth that will make others glad?

Have you stored up your treasures temporarily
on earth or forever inside Heavens gate?

Think about what kind of legacy you are
leaving today, because no one knows how
long they will wait.


These are words from a mom who recently joined our father in heaven after fighting cancer for seven years. She lived a life better than most preachers, teachers, and others I know. Sylvia left a husband and three and three kids who have shown more strength and confidence in God than I have in a long tome. She truly left this world of hurt and is dancing with the king right now. She will be missed by all, but someday soon we will all be together again. Her last wish to her husband was to die well. She did.

My mind has wondered through the book of Philippians for the past eight hours. I wish I could say it was all of desire to read, but it was also for the fact of writing a paper. It has always been amazing to read the words of Paul. How can you not admire a man like him. There are not to many people that I am jealous of, but Paul is one of them. By the end of this semester I will know the book of Philippians better than I realize how good the Illini truly are.......just kidding. I am fortunate enough to have an opportunity to study the book of Philippians for this semester in Greek. I look forward to what is in-store. I do know that this book holds a lot of truths about life and encouraging words that if you let them will get in your skin and get your blood flowing for the real reason that I am here, for others, for love, for God. Paul wanted so bad to be in heaven with his creator, but he knew his work here wasn't done. Not that I want to go home now, but I know my work is not done. This up and down roller coaster that I have been on with some confidence and none will hopefully end soon, but until then I continually pray that I give my all for that day to God and he gives me one more day with him. Thank you to those who have written me words of encouragement. I appreciate it more than you will ever know.

I haven't been me for a while now. I don't know how to start or where to begin. All I know is that I am not who I want to be. I somehow forgot what it was like to be confident in the things I do and believe that I am doing all things for the right reasons. That is part of the problem, I was doing to many things and it finally caught up to me. The realization of being over-committed hit me hard. I was trying to do to many things and not doing the things that are most important with all that I have to offer. Funny how pride gets in the way of what we try to do and how we can feel good about committing to more and more. Fortunately in the long run we fall down and need help getting back up. I don't know if I have allowed myself to get back up yet. Slowly I am opening up to let those around me know how I feel and that I need help. Like I said, I haven't been myself for a while now. I think we try to supplement the love and joy of God with so many things here. At least I seemed to have been doing that, until lately. Slowly I am letting go of things in my life that I don't I need. Why is it hard to admit when we are wrong? Why do we not let go of some things so easily and other things are not a problem at all. I got to worship down in Lexington, KY at Southland CC last weekend and for that hour and a half, it was the most content I had felt in a long time. I was able to put everything aside and live in the moment. Even yesterday at church during worship, I felt the same. I was in this zone of just me and my God. It was awesome. Why do we not live in the moment or even the day more? I think we tend to think ahead way to much. That is to bad. I know where my joy comes from, but for some reason I am not seeking it as needed. I seem to go through days with these blinders on and I don't see anything but greys. Then days like yesterday and today, this picture I see in front of me is amazing. What am I not letting go or holding back from God? It is probably ME. I don't expect anyone to tell me, just need a prayer here and there to see the joy that I truly am missing out on.

A little sidebar that is bringing me joy.....Derrick, my cousin, is in Wisconsin and will be home in four days. Derrick has been serving in Iraq for over a year and while he has been gone I have had the joy and pleasure of watching his kids, Lydia and Drew grow up. So many times I wished he was there instead of me, but I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am for that family finally getting back together after a year in which I saw so many changes on the outside with my extended family and on the inside of watching them also grow. Thank you God for what you have done for Sarah & Derrick. You got him this far, please bring him here safely.

My heart is good, my mind is weak. Which is going to win in the end? I think we all know. I thank God for giving me one more day with him. I pray that tomorrow I do things well and pleasing to the only one that matters in the long run....YOU LORD.

I always enjoy lunches and good conversations. I got to have lunch with a good friend today and we to talking about photography and what we wanted this next year to be like. Recently I wrote about photos in my journal, so I thought I would share what I wrote. Thanks for lunch and good conversation today Mandy.

Why is so hard to see the futuring looking bright? When you see how at times things of the past were as we thought perfect. Whether that be with jobs, family, life, love, you name it all of at some point have seen snipets of perfection. Even if it were for a split second, God has shown us his perfection through only the eyes that matter, HIS. It is hard not to see some pictures as perfection. Honestly if you look at a picture, it doesn't change, move, it is one still shot of a glimpse at something or someone that at the moment in time whether be out of curiosity, love, sincerety, or funny was perfect to someone. Don't you wish you could have still picture of the future? We love to look back and see how cute, great, wonderful something was. These past few weeks have been some of the bleakest and at times hard to comprehend with all the tragedies of war and the tsunami hitting around the world.

What picture are you taking today or do you want to take? Who would it be with and where would it be?

I think we always want to stop time for a split second to not lose that one thing, image of whatever. Pictures can bring me peace and joy along with sadness of losing someone and only having a picture to remember them by.

What do you think your picture with God be like? Has he been apart of every exposure of your life? How can we make him seen in the places, poses, interactions we are apart of everyday?

Correct me if I am wrong, but isn't there a saying along the lines of, "a picture is worth a thousand words." My God does not have a number of worth, he already paid the price. The tags are cut off. Purchased in full.

Looking back over this past year, I had logged more than 300 or so miles of running. To some that isn't a lot, but to me, that is a freakin crap load and an accomplishment. This has been a year of trials, a year of starting over. A year of getting my feet wet in Seminary!!! A year of opening communication with your best friend who is half way around the world fighting for our country. A year in which I watch my cousin's kids grow up when there dad was also over fighting the war for our country.

A year ago I created a list of what I wanted to do over this past year. Now looking back, I am amazed in a sense of all that I did accomplish, but still finding out that I did not follow up on some things as much as I wanted. No big deal there is always next year right.....

As I start to reflect on this year more, I can only think of one way to truly begin and that is by thanking Tim Stewart. You see, Tim and I go way back. I do not think it was until this year when he was shipped half way around the world that our friendship really grew. I have always seen Tim as one of the most faithful and respectable men of Christ. I continue to hold that and can even more now. Tim, your conversations till the early mornings have been amazing and continue to be. Thank you so much for the questions asked and for answering or helping me answer some things. You truly are a man of God who fully is finding his way throughout this world and what he has to do to make it a better place for the kingdom. I look forward to when you get home. Know that you have a lot of family and friends continuing to pray for you and anticipating your return. HH-->

I sort of have this problem. I am someone who wants answers right away. Better yet, someone telling me or helping me find the answers. Seminary is taking that thought process out of me. This has been my biggest thing this year, starting Seminary. I do not know if I can put into words what my mind and thought process has gone through. How I have been challenged in so many ways. I heard it best when one of my profs said, "You (the class) walk into class with an orientation to what you know, what seems to happen is a disorientation and our job is to reorient you as the semester ends." I think I would push that a step farther and say that reorientation might come later in the other classes I will be taking. This is a continuing hard thing for me to learn, considering I want all the answers right away. Meeting others has been a great thing also in my beginnings of Seminary. I look forward to what the future holds in my studies and growth within Seminary.

I hate moving, I seem to do it a lot and this year was no exception. My almost two years spent in Chicago came to end around March. Due to some circumstances within my household(my fault), I then moved to St. Louis for a few months with my sister. It went from a tough transition of living on my own, to living with my sister, and then eventually moving home. I don't mind living at home. My parents have been so loving and amazing to let me come back into there home. It is a house, but the principle behind being 26 and living with your parents, kind of tough.
This has been another year of holding jobs for short amounts of time. I can say that I continue to try new things with jobs. I was able to work outside in landscaping all summer. I continue to search for that perfect job of doing exactly what I want and when I want........can't we all dream somewhat.

I look back to a year of transition for me. I have grown in faith and trust of Christ in so many ways. I start more firm in areas that I did not think I could. My thought process of learning and understanding continues to be chipped away with every class or every conversation I have with friends--thanks Simkins and Luz, you truly have added a "post-modern", or call it what you want to this conservation brain of mine. I continually look forward to what lies ahead for each of you. Luz thank you also for letting me come along side of you and work at the church. It has been really cool to work with someone who has ideas beyond my thoughts and sees the bigger picture of life in more colors than I have ever noticed.

Finally this year has brought me two little blessings in the life of my cousin's kids. If and when I learn to download pics, I want you all to see how precious and beautiful these kids are. Nothing can put into words hearing a child's laugh and taking away all that could be wrong for you at that time. I cannot even begin to tell you the countless times I spent rolling around on the floor, dancing to the wiggles, watching dora, and honestly loving ever minute of it with those kids. It has been hard to see these kids grow up while there dad is in Iraq, but my selfish side has enjoyed every bit of time I spend with them.

I leave you all with this from a book I got today on Christmas:

"It's no secret that I like to get to know people-and not just the outside stuff of their lives. I like to try to understand the meaning of who people are and what they're saying to me." The World According to Mister Rogers

My life is always going to be on the run. It is a good thing I have got a great pair of running shoes and a partner to always run with me.

Haven't written for a while. Been wanting to find words that have been on my heart and mind. Call it laziness, call it being scared to share thoughts, call it whatever you want. I just haven't been.


How do you find joy in something that frustrates everything you have ever known or been taught? My thoughts aren't the same as they were three months ago, my actions aren't the same either. Why are the concepts of what I have grown to know and live by changing so rapidly. Where does my joy come from today? I know where it doesn't come from, petty worldly things. When you have seen, been taught, been around worldly things that brought you joy and still does to so many today being changed, it has caused me to go through many sleepless nights of wondering why I do what I do. I still don't have all the answers, don't really think I want them all either.
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Want to know something for a second. I am glad I ran the marathon. Loved doing it. You know what though, it wasn't enough. It did nothing for me besides show me that I accomplished something. I got a lot of "way to go, proud of you, couldn't have done it myself." You know I couldn't have done it either, I didn't do it alone God carried me from the first step till I crossed the line. We put so much into something that isn't God first and when we see the finish, there is always a letdown. I know, cause that is how I felt when I finished. Don't get me wrong I did something fun and exciting, probably will do it again with different intentions though. I did the race because of me. When me couldn't do it, I called on God. Calling on God before probably would have been more gratifying. Don't know.

I find joy working with high schoolers and young adults. I honestly do. Is it about me though. NO. I don't go there to be seen as me, I hope to be seen as someone who loves God first and loves others. When I first wanted to be apart of ministry is was about me. That has changed, partly cause of school and more because of God. I think some of us lose sight of why we are here because we put us first. Could be out of selfishness, could be out of being scared to try something new or jump back on the horse that kicked us off. Is that why minister's leave churches because they lose sight of God's joy and are focused on themselves or forced out because that is how the leadership is? I don't know. I used to be scared of something like that. Not always having a fire, not always being excited. Being forced out because of everything being about me. We'll cross that road when/if it comes. It is a season of life that everyone goes through. Although I don't think everyone recovers from it, they stay in that grey, dead state of life. I know I don't want to be that way.

I have been reading a lot of other blogs and seeing what brings them joy. You can honestly see who has God's joy and who still finds joy in some of the things this world offers. I don't get it. I am as guilty as everyone else and that is what frustrates me. Why does selfishness of joy distract me from a greater joy that is laid in front of me? When do we finally realize and understand that the lives we live isn't about us. Cause if it was, I would be on the beach with a book and headphones for the rest of my life. The life I have learned to live is about loving God, loving others, and helping serve a greater kingdom than I can imagine. True joy comes from one place and until I let myself fully go and realize it, guess I will continue being letdown.

What an awesome experience to be apart of. I am still feeling pains in my legs today, but wow. It was unbelieveable to go through that experience. My time wasn't what I wanted, but I finished. I ran 26.2 miles!!!!

Mentally it was one of the neatest things to know that I was going to finish, my body fought me from time to time and wanted to quit around mile 24/25. At that point, I was not going to give in and gutted it out for the last mile and a half. My sisters and cousin were there to cheer me on and did an awesome job of finding me at different miles. Thank you to them. They are my heroes.

One of the neatest parts of the race beside running....going through the different ethnic parts of the city. Chinatown was my favorite, but to see about a million people coming out to cheer you on was awesome.

When is my next marathon? I have already thought about doing this again. In a way it is addictive and all for the good of growing or to some being insane. I am already thinking of one for around May or June and going to run the Chicago as a group with my sister and cousins.

Thank you all for your prayers. I honestly could not have done it without you. Trust me, hearing that some prayer for me during a certain time, made all the difference in the world. Thank you.

It is finally here!!!! the chicago marathon. all this training and conditioning i have done will finally pay off and i will get to see results of finishing the big race. what a feeling i have already and the race is still a few days away. the comprehension of what i am doing still is small to me, mainly because i have been running for so long to prepare myself for this. my prayer is for strength and endurance. so if anyone wants to come cheer me on, or even praying for me. i will and do greatly appreciate it. one thing that has gotten me this far is, i do it for one audience and God is the only reason my body has not quit. Thank you father for discipline and determination. I will finish the race.

I think I go through this a few times a year. I get in this mood. Where I don't want to talk to anyone. For those that really know me can see right through this and tell that something is wrong. Most of the time those friends call me on it, but it is hard to explain without sounding like I am having a pity party, which I am not. I have this feeling inside that something has changed in me and either I am unwilling to accept it or I just can't figure out what it is. I heard the words today, less of me and more of you God. So simple yet, so profound. I have been praying lately for God to take more of my heart, cause I feel that I have been holding back. I ask for breaking and more of what He wants and less of what I want. During this time, I have been in such a crappy mood. The thing is though, I love all that I am doing, where I am serving, how I am serving and who I am serving. I LOVE MY LIFE. I love all the doors God continues to open and lay before me. I don't think this is an overwhelming feeling, cause I know that God wouldn't give me more than I can handle.

I wonder how God felt serving the way he did. He was never tired of being with others, never said no and always put others before him, ALWAYS. That was one of the reasons he was here for US. I wonder if his heart ever grew tired from giving and giving and giving. Then not seeing the seeds that could have been planted or feeling like his impact was even heard. I know it was, there wouldn't be so many amazing stories if it weren't true. How did he do so much and never ask for anything in return. How did he give and give and give and not ask for one form of affirmation. How can I be taught that my reliance and gratitude for God is all that really matters. But then again, what matters in heaven. Love that phrase. Seriously though, Why do we as a society rely so much on gaining affirmation from others, when God is the one who is pouring out his love on us and we don't even realize it.

I don't know why I get in these funks or whatever you want to call them. I know it is God, cause I can feel him all around me. It is the little things that I see and hear and know. I have gotten quite pissed off during this time about all this talking I do and see others do about waiting for God to show this or that. What direction to go, here or there.

I want to quit asking questions. I just want to go.....

Would you bleed the way Jesus bled for us? Are we willing to let our flesh be torn apart?

I feel like I am all about taking risks right now. Yet, I don't know what to do next. Maybe nothing, maybe something. I don't know.

You see, Seminary is a big risk I am taking right now. I know this cause I can feel myself getting more and more drawn in, but also seeing the frustration and intimidation of feeling like I know nothing at all.

I am taking a risk working with a bunch of Sophomore boys within the youth group. They constantly amaze me. Just a little about them...we are doing Wild at Heart for our study. I have read the book, great book. Anyways, yesterday we were talking about men within our church that are adventurous and wild still. These boys were throwing out a few names that made me "aha" and you know they were exactly right. Sometimes we as christians, me in this case, don't see past what is in front of us. We see with our eyes and nothing else. We don't take in the full picture of what God is showing us. So many times I see so much more of this magnificant picture God is painting for me and other times I am extremely color blind.

I don't feel we as followers of God take enough risks. I think the color blind and the comfort of this world hold us down. I don't want to be held down.

Our hearts are God's and so many times we try to put our hearts into something else and/or someone else. I would say more than half of the time our hearts get smashed. I know for me it is then that I have to build these walls so high and thick that the thought of taking a risk for God is part of that color blindness. Maybe God is holding me back to something bigger than what I am doing right now, but the frustrations and probably some patience. Honestly though seeing the whole picture God is working on is probably a risk in itself I am not taking.

God I wait patiently and humbly for you and your desires. Whether or not you want me to step out or just stop and listen. I am yours. Please help me risk more of me for You and your Kingdom. Your Cause is more than this world is and has to offer.

I'm ALIVE.....are you.....

Finishing up my first week of Seminary tomorrow. Talk about intense and overwhelming. If I look at today and not three weeks from now, I will make it. To far ahead and I start crapping my pants. I know this is where I am suppose to be.

It is peaceful and exciting not having to hide anymore from where God has brought me. I guess my question is how can "we" as followers of God hide from what our true calling is? How can we not do what is intended for the kingdom? Why do we give up so easily take a different road that don't make us happy? Not happy on Earth, but eternally happy? Whatever happened to fighting and giving our all for the ONE TRUE KING.

I know my father has me in his arms and hope by the choices made HE leading me to teaching, tools, and places he wants me to follow. Where is everyone else?

Who is the least? Are you the least, am I the least? Something I haven't thought much about till today. Do you ever hear those sermons that you feel are directed right to you and hit you in the ass hard. Today was that day for me.
For those of you that know me and well even if you don't, I love serving people. I have always been taught to put others first. Even when I don't want to, I tend to have a problem saying no to someone when in need. I have always felt that I need to serve God here and do this good there. Keep myself busy for God, right?
Today the sermon I heard was about Matthew 25:31-46. We have all heard this sermon before. At least that is what I thought. The verses talk about serving others as if they were Jesus himself. Those to the right are saved and those on the left are not. Hopefully we all have done something in the service for God. Knowing this has always been a part of me. Doing good work for God will not only help me grow, but help me when the day of Christ comes. I am know having a servants heart is a part of someone we are asked and choose to be.
Now is the part that blew me away. Who is the least was asked? We always think of others, what about ourselves. Do we ever consider ourselves the least? Do we allow ourselves to come before the throne of God and show him our deepest darkest secret that we know if we share with anyone else, they will probably run. I guess consider this if you were sitting across from Jesus, what do you think the look on his face would be. A lot of what I heard was disappointment. WRONG. This is still hard for me to understand, but COMPASSION, COMPASSION, COMPASSION. We never see the one who has equipped us and chosen us as one of compassion when it comes to our deep dark sins that can continuously hold us down and away. The kicker of this is, He already knows. He already knows what we try to hide behind our back. It is obvious we should know that to, but we don't.
If I were to die today, I have no doubt where I would be going, but am I ready. Not really, because one I haven't finished the race that God has had me start and another reason is I can't say that I have completely come face to face with my deepest, darkest sins that my God has already knows about and washed away. Makes me feel good to know that I have an awesome God of compassion and not one of disappointment.
So again I ask, Who is the least? Sometimes we are and we have to allow ourselves to face what has a hold of us and has hurt us. The best part of that is, HE ALREADY KNOWS and His love is the same today, tomorrow, and yesterday. AMEN!!!!

Who is the least? Are you the least, am I the least? Something I haven't thought much about till today. Do you ever hear those sermons that you feel are directed right to you and hit you in the ass hard. Today was that day for me.
For those of you that know me and well even if you don't, I love serving people. I have always been taught to put others first. Even when I don't want to, I tend to have a problem saying no to someone when in need. I have always felt that I need to serve God here and do this good there. Keep myself busy for God, right?
Today the sermon I heard was about Matthew 25:31-46. We have all heard this sermon before. At least that is what I thought. The versuses talk about serving others as if they were Jesus himself. Those to the right are saved and those on the left are not. Hopefully we all have done something in the service for God. Knowing this has always been a part of me. Doing good work for God will not only help me grow, but help me when the day of Christ comes. I am know having a servants heart is a part of someone we are asked and choose to be.
Now is the part that blew me away. Who is the least was asked? We always think of others, what about ourselves. Do we ever consider ourselves the least? Do we allow ourselves to come before the throne of God and show him our deepest darkest secret that we know if we share with anyone else, they will probably run. I guess consider this if you were sitting across from Jesus, what do you think the look on his face would be. A lot of what I heard was dissappointment. WRONG. This is still hard for me to understand, but COMPASSION, COMPASSION, COMPASSION. We never see the one who has equipped us and chosen us as one of compassion when it comes to our deep dark sins that can continuously hold us down and away. The kicker of this is, He already knows. He already knows what we try to hide behind our back. It is obvious we should know that to, but we don't.
If I were to die today, I have no doubt where I would be going, but am I ready. Not really, because one I haven't finished the race that God has had me start and another reason is I can't say that I have completely come face to face with my deepest, darkest sins that my God has already knows about and washed away. Makes me feel good to know that I have an awesome God of compassion and not one of disappointment.
So again I ask, Who is the least? Sometimes we are and we have to allow ourselves to face what has a hold of us and has hurt us. The best part of that is, HE ALREADY KNOWS and His love is the same today, tomorrow, and yesterday. AMEN!!!!