Go Pistons!!!
So I was very excited about the outcome of the game last night. I think the pistons are gonna do it again this year. They're AWESOME!!!
I think Gods mission for my heart this month is to humble me. The realization that the example that I portrayed years ago is effecting someone I love negatively hit home, it stings. Major stab and twist. Maybe he's giving me opportunities to share his love and witness to someone close to me, but this also means that there will be quite a bit of scratching at old wounds. Hopefully this process will bring healing and growth.
Loving someone so much and feeling so helpless is the worst feeling. All I want is a hug or a word to take all the pain and the chaos away along with the past. Its so frustrating that I have no control and I can't change someone or their situation...or mine. This is my biggest struggle, placing all of life's situations and all of the control in Gods hands. Sometimes I wonder how my father must feel, like his whole family is crumbling around him and all he can do is attempt to pick up the pieces. I admire him. I admire him for his faith, for his strength and courage, his perseverance, but most of all I admire him for how unconditionally he loves his children. Pray for my family
I think Gods mission for my heart this month is to humble me. The realization that the example that I portrayed years ago is effecting someone I love negatively hit home, it stings. Major stab and twist. Maybe he's giving me opportunities to share his love and witness to someone close to me, but this also means that there will be quite a bit of scratching at old wounds. Hopefully this process will bring healing and growth.
Loving someone so much and feeling so helpless is the worst feeling. All I want is a hug or a word to take all the pain and the chaos away along with the past. Its so frustrating that I have no control and I can't change someone or their situation...or mine. This is my biggest struggle, placing all of life's situations and all of the control in Gods hands. Sometimes I wonder how my father must feel, like his whole family is crumbling around him and all he can do is attempt to pick up the pieces. I admire him. I admire him for his faith, for his strength and courage, his perseverance, but most of all I admire him for how unconditionally he loves his children. Pray for my family