Oh, Somo

This is where my heart is. This is where I want to be.

you are the reason

so driving home today, i listened to my ooooldschool camp cd. and one of the songs came on and i belted it out, like i always do, and THEN started to listen to the lyrics. like actually listen. and it went like this...


You are the reason I live,
You are the reason I move,
You are the reason I breathe,
You are the reason, it's You...

You are the reason. You are the reason. You are the reason, it's you.

& After everything is over,
You'll be the song I sing forever.



It made me think. IS He the reason i wake up? IS he the reason I act the way I do? IS he the reason for everything in my life? & I feel like lately, that answer would be not so much...

Time for some changes :)

"For in Him we live, and move, and have our being... for we are also His children." - Acts 17:28

Psalm 5

Give ear to my words, O LORD; consider my groaning.
Give attention to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for to you do I pray.
O LORD, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch.

For you are not a God who delights in wickedness; evil may not dwell with you.
The boastful shall not stand before your eyes; you hate all evildoers.
You destroy those who speak lies; the LORD abhors the bloodthirsty and deceitful man.

But I, through the abundance of your steadfast love, will enter your house. I will bow down toward your holy temple in the fear of you.
Lead me, O LORD, in your righteousness because of my enemies; make your way straight before me.

For there is no truth in their mouth; their inmost self is destruction; their throat is an open grave; they flatter with their tongue. Make them bear their guilt, O God; let them fall by their own counsels;because of the abundance of their transgressions cast them out, for they have rebelled against you.

But let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them ever sing for joy,and spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may exult in you. For you bless the righteous, O LORD; you cover him with favor as with a shield.

WONDERFUL day.

So... after going to bed a bit too late last night and sleeping horribly, I woke up thinking 'today will suck.' But, I got up and suprisingly wasn't thaaat tired.

As I was getting ready, one of the roommates came back and informed me that ALL the tables from the caf were missing. Every single one. Can we say 'best prank ever?' i can.... We were just pumped up about like, who could pull it off?! How did they plan this? They have to have a truck.. and what not.. seriously. It got me thinking, it really gives me more motivation to keep going. A few (or several?) brave souls have given some encouragement to their fellow students. By pulling this prank, they're saying, come on guys! We can do it! (or at least that's what I think)

So, that made my morning a little bit better.

Then, oh my dear goodness gracious, I got to go to kindergarten round up. CUTEST THING EVER. Brave little 4 & 5 year olds come to school to show their stuff, get tested, and play with college kids like me. I seriously love how trusting and loving they are.

I worked with one little boy named Alex, he was hispanic. I LOVED IT, because I got to speak spanish with him and when I said things like "casita and bupa" he understood what I was saying. He didn't understand much of the English that was happening so he'd wander and get confused. When he started to wander I could simply hold out my hand for him to grab and he'd take it and trust that where I was going was the right way and I'd never lead him into a harmful situation.

Alex got me thinking about childlike faith. Why can't I just take God's hand and follow Him unknowingly into the future. Why? Why can't I just trust that, though I don't understand what He's got planned, He'll take me where I'm supposed to go?

This is going to be my new challenge. I'm going to be a 5 year old hispanic kid..... (or something like that)

...

Okay, so I didn't want to leave kindergarten round up. But I had class, so, I had to come back. darn.

On the ride home I was telling Becky that I wished our teacher would just cancel class because it's such a dreadfully boring class that it'd ruin my good day. Becky laughed and said 'yeah right'... and told me I should skip class if I really didn't want to go. Deciding to tough it out, I figured it'd be wise to check my e-mail... just incase... and GUESS WHAT!

class was canelled. Hallelujah.

So I get to enjoy the BEAUTIFUL afternoon and God's beautiful creation :)