Summer flowers and romances are blooming. On most normal cases I would be kicking myself in the rear for not working hard enough. Meaning, it's my fault that I don't have a boyfriend. However, this spring, I've really been thinking about what it means to in love with Jesus. It's a really strange idea to think about. I mean. It's God. And Jesus. And the Holy Spirit. All together. That idea right there is enough to make anyone question. What I've been thinking about is how can I desire a relationship more than anything else when the most important thing, it already here.

"Oh Father, make this doubtful heart rejoice. Cause me to stumble, cause me to fail, because only then will I see how badly I need you. Lord, how could a relationship ever take the place of you? You created me! And this desire for someone is so strong. It's hard to fight it. but praise be to You! Because you know me and my heart."

Love is in the air. And so is my Savior.

Let's Get to Know Each Other

First of all, I am a Christian. And with that comes lots of different ideas and titles. But to me, the truth of that title means I have no hope of ever being a better person without the blood of Jesus. It means that no matter what I do, whether I read my Bible everyday or never read it, whether I go to church or not, I can never be less in God's eyes. He bought me with a price and that's how I will forever be.
I am a romantic. That can mean I love anything from young and in love romance, to 63 years of marriage. When I see a couple who has survived living together and is still in love, it gives me hope.
I am a firm believer that no matter how many times guys compliment girls, the girl won't believe him unless she is happy with herself.
I think my mom must have had a sugar craving when she was pregnant with me because nine times out of ten, I crave sweets.
My dream job is a wedding planner, but more than likely I'll be a first grade teacher.
I laugh. loudly and all the time. I'm not flirting. I just have a very open sense of humor.
I make noises when I watch movies. Not talking, but gasping, crying, sighing in agony...I'm a hoot to listen to.
My role models would be my parents. I've seen them fight and argue, but I've also seen them forgive when they don't, or love when they are angry. My dad still looks at my mom with the deepest level of love i've ever seen. My mom still respects and obeys my dad when he makes family decisions. Even if she doesn't always like them. I hope someday, I can have a marriage like theirs.
I have a huge heart for the children in Nairobi Kenya. They taught me to be happy with nothing. Nothing but the love of Jesus. I hope to return to them in a year from now.
I have a thing against boys with large ego, people who chew loudly, and girls who conform to low standards.
I'm not a natural leader, but just give me a room full of children and watch my shine :)
Lastly, I am happiest when I am with people who love me either sitting at the beach listening to the waves, laying on a dock at the lake watching the stars fly and shine, in a field of flowers watching the wind blow the grass or standing on a mountain, arms outstretched to Heaven, simply loving life.