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I find it necessary, at times, to express feelings outwardly in a way thats suitable to the soul. For me? That means writing.





Galllly jee, I've been super stressed lately. I've been helping mother prepare, countless times, the house to be looked at. I have an 8-10 page paper due Monday that I've barely started. I've got a party to plan for Saturday. I have to make enough $$$ to pay my bills. But quite frankly, I just feel empty.

For Christmas my Grandma Mckeiver sent me $25 for Barnes & Noble. I bought "The Real Me" by Natalie Grant, and "The Shack" by William Young: both are fantastic books, might I add. I've read them both, and I just love them.


The Real Me, is a "self help" book in a way. It helps girls with struggling self images, much like myself. I always try to pull off that "Nah, I Love the way I look!" attitude. When in reality, its quite the contrary. Anyways, during our fast at church, Selah, I'm going to read through this and The Shack (along with the Bible, of course) to have the Lords word. He has already spoken to me in marvelous ways. I just cant wait to see what happens after Selah. The Lord told me breakthrough was coming. He didn't say who for, but I trust Him that its coming for someone.


Friends ... gah. I have a few bestfriends, but honestly, I've been doubting them lately. I was reading something, I forgot what it was, but it was talking about how the person adressed the Lord as his bestfriend. That truly made me think about my "bestfriends" and how I "base them", if you know what I mean. If the Lord is my bestfriend, and lets say Jim Bobby is my bestfriend, theres a HUGE difference there isn't it? Kinda confusing, but it makes sense in my head. I just realized how much I love the keyboard on my laptop, its superb.


I'm thinking about going to the library after school tomorrow. Last time I went to the library, it was a success. I got a few sources/notes down, and research as well. I seiroulsy just need to get that thing done ... such the procrastinator I am. You'd think that because this is my last paper, and I can't rewrite it, that I would be triyng so hard huh? I'm really not though. I'm just slacking so bad. Part of me is like "Screw it. Its just a paper." but the other half of me is like "Alright look, your already failing the class, dont' make this worse."





You light up my life, with your perfect love.

Though this week has been tough, and its only day 2 of 7, I've seen the Lords light. And I insist on seeing it throughout the week.