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waiting for the right time.
waiting to be in the right place.
so that, maybe, one day, we can be right.
will that day come?
or is this just a fleeting thought--
windblown, aimlessly fluttering,
like fallen autumn leaves?
Trev and I have been talking lately about some girl issues he's been having. He makes me giggle, because sometimes he and I are in totally different situations, but somehow our two situations parallel one another. It is almost ironic. I told him to wait for things to happen. Cherish friendships. Let time take its course. I feel like I need to take my own advice.
I gave up something that I had been clinging to miserably at Chrysalis. I'm thankful that I gave it to Jesus. He likes to carry all my burdens because he loves me that much. But ever since I got back, I swear that the devil has totally been trying to regurgitate all that stuff again. I say No! I let it go, and its gonna stay freakin gone. I don't care what the devil thinks, God is on my side. He wants me to be joyful. And there is a peaceful joy in knowing that I'm never alone and that I'm totally understood.
Tonight I just ran from it. I hightailed it out of the path of stress. I just didn't want to deal with it again. But I now realize (it was only like twenty minutes ago when I was frantically looking for an exit from teh situation) that I was trying to handle my problems on my own again. Put Bess behind the steering wheel. No sir. No ma'am. The Christian walk is all about submitting ALL of my life to Christ. I can't take control. I'm destined to crash and burn if that is what I try to do. So, I've got to (once again) give the driving seat back over to Jesus.
SO much easier said than done. But I'm gonna give it my best shot.
waiting to be in the right place.
so that, maybe, one day, we can be right.
will that day come?
or is this just a fleeting thought--
windblown, aimlessly fluttering,
like fallen autumn leaves?
Trev and I have been talking lately about some girl issues he's been having. He makes me giggle, because sometimes he and I are in totally different situations, but somehow our two situations parallel one another. It is almost ironic. I told him to wait for things to happen. Cherish friendships. Let time take its course. I feel like I need to take my own advice.
I gave up something that I had been clinging to miserably at Chrysalis. I'm thankful that I gave it to Jesus. He likes to carry all my burdens because he loves me that much. But ever since I got back, I swear that the devil has totally been trying to regurgitate all that stuff again. I say No! I let it go, and its gonna stay freakin gone. I don't care what the devil thinks, God is on my side. He wants me to be joyful. And there is a peaceful joy in knowing that I'm never alone and that I'm totally understood.
Tonight I just ran from it. I hightailed it out of the path of stress. I just didn't want to deal with it again. But I now realize (it was only like twenty minutes ago when I was frantically looking for an exit from teh situation) that I was trying to handle my problems on my own again. Put Bess behind the steering wheel. No sir. No ma'am. The Christian walk is all about submitting ALL of my life to Christ. I can't take control. I'm destined to crash and burn if that is what I try to do. So, I've got to (once again) give the driving seat back over to Jesus.
SO much easier said than done. But I'm gonna give it my best shot.