I haven’t written a blog in awhile and I’ll get to the reason why in a second, but first I would like to proclaim something to you all: No matter what you’re going through in life, whether you’re stressed, in pain, or depressed, please believe me when I tell you that God is with you and is just waiting for you to reach out to Him to prove His presence and comfort.
It’s nice to have a break from all the noise, isn’t it? When you’ve been surrounded by people for over a month the peace can seem almost abnormal and uncomfortable. Honestly, whenever the house was too quiet, I turned some music on so there’d be sound.
This week, I spent the weekdays at Taylor’s parent's house. Mrs.Curtis and the little kids left to go to South Carolina and they asked if I could go stay with Taylor’s parents since they have a rule about their boys being alone with girls. I was fine with it though I wished I could’ve stayed where I was.
Having your eyes opened to what’s in front of you is a truly amazing feeling! For the last couple of months, I’ve been struggling with my identity in Yeshua and who I am. I’m still learning all these things, but last night I had a real breakthrough. When I returned to my cabin after watching Beauty and the Beast for the second time, I turned on some music and was struck with the presence of YHVH
Some days can be extremely frustrating. Wouldn’t it be nice if every day were a good day? Well, maybe not every day because that would get boring real fast. It’s really nice to have good days, but the bad days are what help us grow. It may not feel like it at the time, but when we look back we can see the moments where things have changed.
This week has been a very interesting week. It’s been full of all kinds of emotions. Obstacles came my way like I wrote they would. I handled some of them gracefully, while others I failed miserably.
God always knows where we're going to end up before we do. This can be a really annoying concept since even though He knows, we have to find our own way there. Sometimes God will tell us the steps we need to take, while other times there’s only silence and we are forced to use all the lessons we’ve learned to navigate to the next place
It’s been three weeks since I have written a blog. During that time, I had no words to write or had any desire to go on my laptop. I know people say that when you can’t write you should write anyway, but I love what Ed Sheeran said in a recent interview, “There’s a well that you draw from and that can run dry and that’s when people get writers block, and all you need to do is not write for a bit and then the well fills back up.”
Have you ever asked the question, “God, where are you?” It’s definitely not an easy question to ask but, for the last two weeks, that is the exact question I’ve been screaming at Him. I felt as if I had been plunged into eternal darkness and didn’t think I could come back from it. Death felt like the easiest escape, but that would have also been my last choice so I didn’t act upon the temptation. However, I was still in this really dark place.
This is going to be a really quick blog since I just wanted to tell you all the amazing praise report I have. After three years, I have finally been discharged from the IDF! Half of me is sad that I won’t be able to fulfill my service, but the other half is relieved because I know that my health wouldn’t have allowed me to serve to the best of my abilities
Have you ever done something that was completely out of character? Maybe that something was flying to a foreign country alone. For me, that something happened to be picking up two girls I’d never met and going out for lunch with them. I’d never done something that daring before. I didn’t know what was going to happen but I knew I had to do it.
Some weeks just aren’t very productive, especially if you’ve been knocked down with a migraine. After I’d finished writing last week’s blog, I went to walk my dogs but couldn’t finish the entire loop because I kept having blurry vision and felt very heavy. Once my dad had picked me up and I was back home, I crawled into my bed and slept for about fourteen hours! Yes, fourteen hours is the correct number.
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