Looking through past blogs, I came upon the one I wrote a year ago today.
It's titled "LBC". I seem so excited about it. I seem so hopeful, so sure that it was going to happen.
I wonder how LBC would've been. I wonder how different my year would've turned out…how much heartache I could've avoided.
God does have a plan in everything; I can testify to that with a million examples.
I am in awe of how mysterious He is and how He makes things work out the way they do.
Last August, I was a naive eighteen year old that thought she knew what she wanted in life. She thought everything was alright; thought things couldn't get any better.
I was so lost…chasing vain dreams…ignoring my heart.
Nine months later, I can't help but feel stupid about a lot of things.
Yes, I am a totally different person, but I only wish I had been wiser.
Today, I can only smile, because I realize that in the midst of stupidities and ignorance, my Jesus was always there.
He whispered into my heart every night, every day, patiently waiting for me.
He longed for me- even when I was too busy seeking to satisfy myself on my own.
I've learned that it's never too late to run to Him.
How broken must I have been that I clung to Him so tightly?
Now that I have seen the light, now that I have had a taste His grace, I never want to go back to passivity.
I never want to be spiritually dead again. I never want to put anything or anyone before my relationship with my Father. No one is worth it.
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