I had a kinda rough start to my week - I literally broke down on Sunday, cried like a baby! At first, I was really embarrassed by this display of emotion (especially since it occurred on the shoulder of a good friend) but now I'm so glad I did. I realized through several conversations how it was just a release of stress that I have let build for months without even the tiniest outlet. It was kinda scary for me as I don't routinely show my deepest emotions on the outside. I tend to be a stuff and ignore kinda girl (you know stuff it way down deep inside and ignore it). I just kept saying "I don't know what's wrong with me." You know what, nothing is wrong with me except I am a human being with a need for God. I am ashamed at how I lived the last year of my life. I went to church once....can you believe that??? I prayed but I didn't talk to God - I hope you can understand what I mean - and I rarely picked up my bible. I tried to half-ass my way through Beth Moore's 90 Days with the One and Only but never finished it. There were other, more grievous sins that really aren't appropriate for a public confession, as if what I've already said isn't shocking enough. I'm sure you get the point of how incredibly far I had fallen. Maybe I shouldn't share all of this here but I feel a strong need to acknowledge how even a "strong Christian" (yes, someone actually called me this recently and I had no idea I was viewed this way) can become lost in a sinners world. Obviously, all that is wrong cannot be fixed in one week, but just talking it out and recognizing what was going on has made all the difference. I could not have begun to mend without realizing what the root of the problem was. I must pause here to thank all those who gave support, encouragement, advice, unconditional love, and even that shoulder I literally cried on! So, Mom, Cathy, Lucas, Julie, Jenny, and Diane....words cannot express how I appreciate being able to come to you in a time of need and receive the blessing of your responses and concern.
I have fallen at the feet of my Father and He has reached out His Hand and pulled me up, with nothing but love. The inner peace I instantly felt at my repentance is too profound for words. I can only say that my soul smiles. I know I have a long road ahead of me but I am filled with joy at the journey.
I ask for continued prayer as my search for a church continues. I have visited 4 in the area and have yet to get that this is the place feeling. I have known since we attended our first service in Fredericksburg that God would speak to me when I entered the church I should call home for my time here. So far, there has been only one church that challenged me but there are some things going on there that didn't sit well with me. I'm not sure if that's God talking or satan, and I feel I may need to go once more, now that my heart is truly open to God's Will, and listen again.
On a lighter note, Lucas and I took a nighttime tour of National Mall in Washington, DC (that's it's own entity - not a part of Virginia ;) ). I like to call it Memorial Row as it is where most of the memorials are (Washington Monument, Lincoln Memorial, Jefferson Memorial and many others). It was so different, much more beautiful for the most part and much less busy! Amazing how most people are home at one o'clock in the morning on a weekday! Unfortunately, I don't have pictures because I didn't take my camera (dumb me) and the battery in Lucas' died! I think we'll have to go for round two and correct that problem!
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Lucas and I with the Washington Monument in the background.