Jordan.  My parents were expecting a boy and they were going to name him Jordan.  Instead they got me and named me after my great-grandma.

if i am loved, i am home.
its so cliche, but i struggled and struggled with this question for 2 years, and i've finally figured it out.
if i go somewhere, and i am loved in that place, i am home.
ultimately, i'll be home in heaven.  i am home when i am in the presence of christ, and because God is love, wherever i am loved, i am home.
i'm home in ( Read more... )

angela joy's house, because it was friday.  my friday work schedule moved forward an hour so now i go in at 7am, get off at 3pm.  which makes it seem like i have many more hours in the day.  so i drive the 25 minutes to Raytown to visit her once a week.  because i've only got about a month left here, and i'm going to miss her like mad.  so i want ( Read more... )

dead babies.
waaaaaaait a minute!!!!

(you guys won't get how funny this post is.  but let me tell you, it's really really funny.)

Matt.  all of the experiences with all of them.
events that happened with various boys/men beginning in pre-school(my god, what a slut.),  and continuing at various times through senior year of high school.
thats what i'm most ashamed of.  all of that.  every encounter.  especially the ones that i initiated.
what a slut.
i wonder if any of them ( Read more... )