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"But for me it is good to be near God; I have made the Lord God my refuge, that I may tell of all your works."
Psalms 73:28 |
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 Okay...this story is kinda embarrassing haha but I’mma have to share it:
Soo I've never liked bugs. Correction: I'm scared of big bugs (little ones are cute...once we had a funeral for a roly-poly, complete with a song). Yesterday, I was in my online five a.m. class at home, participating and learning and that stuff (and eaaating) when I see this giant mosquito by my foot. AHH! In case you don't know, mosquitoes are those big bugs with a long needle like something for a mouth and they bite you and suck your blood and stuff. It's also caused a lot of diseases. But besides all that, it was a bug. I gave a little shriek (thank goodness my feet were covered by my blanket) and tried to scoot away from it. I don't know what I was thinking - I had headphones on for class and was pretty much stuck in front of the computer in the small room with a blood sucking mosquito right near me. And what if it laid its eggs in my water??  Note: I wrote the first half of this post a while ago (last May I think) but never finished because I still didn't understand why it happened or what God was trying to teach me. Now that it's been a year, I realize more of what the Lord was teaching me.
Sometime early last year, I became really good friends with these two guys (one was a year older than me and one was two years younger). And when I mean really good friends, I mean really good friends. We shared our troubles, our trials, and our joys with each other. We called each other brothers and sisters in Christ. We texted pretty much every day, all day. We prayed for each other. We loved each other. It was an amazing thing, and I loved it. Here were like-minded people who constantly encouraged me in my walk with God. Here were people who I knew I could go to in tough times. Here were people I knew I could trust. We shared countless laughs and created priceless memories. The older one was like the older brother I never had. He taught me so much and shared so much with me, and we learned from each other. The other one was also like my younger brother. We shared so many laughs and memories. I taught him things and he taught me things. We all assumed we'd be friends for the rest of our lives. I'll always look back on the year 2017 with a smile.  Happy Tuesday, fam! Today we have a guest post from a friend of mine, Makyna. She has a gift of writing and loving on people and I know you will be blessed by this! Love you all <3
Hey, there! My name is Makyna! I am the owner of the Instagram @simplylovingjesus and the blog www.makynaelise.com. Emma asked me to share something that was on my heart with you and I don’t know any better to share my heart then to share my journey of battling chronic pain. Enjoy! At the age of 10, when you ask God to use you in big ways, you think that He will send you to a small village in Africa or ask you to lead someone in your school to Christ. But God's plans for me to be used was unlike those of a village in Africa or leading someone to Christ on the playground! He knew that the things I was about to encounter wouldn't be the same as if He sent me to Africa. Nope, instead at the age of nine I began what would be a LONG journey of not actually being truly diagnosed with a disease but rather being labeled under a broad umbrella of having a Connective Tissue Disease and Rheumatoid Arthritis.  I sit down at the table with my three younger cousins and hungrily grab a piece of bread from the basket. My cousins do the same, and soon we’ve eaten all of it. Although our main entrees are coming, we feel that urgent need to fill our bellies and decide to ask our waiter (who’s SUPER nice) for more bread. She immediately grabs a bread basket from a nearby, unoccupied table and gives it to us. Us kids all eagerly grab some more bread.
Literally two minutes later, this man who’s not our waiter (but is a waiter to other tables) strolls up to our table with a basket of bread and says, “More bread?”  We've made it through fourteen posts so far, which brings us to the third week of Watch Them Fall! Today we have a post from a good friend of mine. In this post, she really stresses on something that I think is super important. I pray that God speaks to you through this, and may you be filled with the fire of Jesus!
... Have you ever been in a comfortable position? When you don't know where you belong? Or where you are going? One day I just started feeling this way because I didn't graduate on time from high school. I was feeling like a sucker because I believed that God was always with me and nothing is impossible. |
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