Without Him, I’d surely fail.

Tuesday, January 24th. About six pm. I stepped off the airplane at the Pensacola airport. Just that Saturday, if you had asked if I were returning to Pensacola Christian College, I would have told you, “No. I’m sitting out a semester.”

But the Lord was persistent. On Sunday, He convicted me greatly with His Word, His powerful, precious Word. He gave me clear, sincere direction. He said, “Go.” I have to admit that I was comfortable at home-everything was just beginning to readjust; everything was great. So I was apprehensive at first, I am ashamed to say.

But He opened a door, and the way I saw it, there just weren’t any windows. I got home on Sunday evening and sat my mom down, trying desperately to articulate just how miracles can happen, how God doesn’t just give direction without provision and enabling; it was quite an uneasy task considering she struggles to even hold onto the fact of His existence. But through tears of joy she gave her consent.

The airport Tuesday morning was emotional: I hugged my brothers and reminded them that I love them. I hugged my mom and through my tears reminded her of the same. She said she was proud of me.

But it wasn’t just getting there. (And my God got me there.) Every month, every week, every day, every moment it felt that my Jesus was trying to teach me something. At times, I felt that He was silent. Yet He taught. He spoke clearly without speaking at all. His grace and His love sustained me; they inundated me. How humbling to get to the place where you think you’re so tough and strong, so full of faith and so smart, when the Sovereign King takes you, breaks you, and molds you into something even better. There was discomfort, there was pain-but there was joy. There was realization that the Savior cares. 

And so He brought me through. One year of where He has called me to, Pensacola Christian College.

Remember that the God who listens, He who holds our fragile dreams, plants them and teaches us how to prosper, is the same God Who is the Righteous Warrior, He Who will fight for you.

Ever, only, all, for Thee. Thank you, Jesus.

Break every chain.

(Source: s-t-r-o-n-g-e-r-byweakness)

I return, and I repent-to fall in love with Jesus.

It’s easy to be a Tumblr Christian. A Facebook Christian. A Twitter Christian. But does your life speak louder than your posts, updates, and tweets?

(Source: imforgiven)

Today was incredible.

I’m still in disbelief.

God does amazing, incredible things in amazing, incredible ways.

And His timing-His timing is marvelous

Honestly, for the first time I threw my phone back and said, “It’s not important.”

I promised every post on this blog would have something to do with God, and it doesn’t look like it, but this is huge. Enormously relevant.

Anyway. Have a blessed day/night. Wherever you are :o

Sin will destroy your life

God has something better in mind, anyway.

In Day Care, one of my kids who refers to himself as my brother came up to me and asked me to straighten out his dollar so he could buy a drink from the vending machine.

I straightened it out and he left, but he turned back and came up to me. He was smiling as he gave me a hug and shoved the dollar in my face.

“This is for college.”

Love that kid. Anyway. Today, I found out the Hand of Providence has seen fit to keep me here for this semester. I was upset at first, but I have to say that God has promised that all things work together for good. So I’m holding to that.

My goodness. This kid. He is too much. And totally by the way, I love my kids. God sends them to me when I don’t really want to talk to anyone else. :D