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So today was great. I actually got out of the house twice today. O-O I know. One wasn't that great. Twas just HEB. For like 10min I might add. The second was great. Church. 'Why?' you may ask? Well, not you as opposed to me wanting to write why to remember why. Yeah, I think that made sense. Anywho, because my friend Natalie came with me today. Today I finally felt like I had someone to talk to the whole time just like everyone else. I felt like I had Lyndsie there with me. It twas supurb. Then, instead of classes, we had two of Pastor Paco's old friends come to speak to the youth. When people come to talk, I listen. I sit up straight, have my Bible out, the whole shananagan. But this time it twas different. The guy talked liked I knew him forever and his wife talked like I would. She was nervous and kept no moving. She reminded me of me when I speak. You can hear my voice start to shake just like hers . I liked haing them there because I took something out of what they said. His wife said that "You dont need to have that friend to be with all the time and you don't need a boy friend or girlfriend to cling to to make you feel like you have someone there. You have God there. And when you feel that you have no one and that you need someone there when you are all alone; that is when God is telling you that He wants you to go to Him. He wants to be the One to comfort you." When she said that, I swear I had flashbacks of myslef a year ago, a month ago, in school, heck yesterday of myself wishing, whispering to myself for God to send me someone. Someone whose house I can come over to, someone that I can call for the heck of it, someone that will think of me and wonder what I am doing. Have you ever wondered that. That you think of your friends more than they think of you? I do. Then I think what if the answer is yes, and then feel stupid for thinking of them more. I know. Back with the O-O Ok. Anywho. Yeah, I kept on seeing myself wish for that friend when she said that. Then the thought popped into my head. I already have that. I am always welcomed in God's house, I can always call God and talk to Him just to talk nothing important, and He will answer, and God is always thinking of me. God knows me. He is always watching out for me and is taking care of me. He is my Father. I just couldn't believe that all those times that flashed back inside my head where I felt so alone. So abandoned and neglected I didn't have to. I had someone all along. So I know that I will never have to feel that way ever again. I just thought what a pitty that I spent all those times quite for nothing.
After church, Natalie buffed my fingernails. I know I felt so bad. I was like 'You don't give manacures at church!' I felt bad cause we were still inside the actual church. I wanted to go and talk to the wife that spoke but everytime that I went to see where she was she was talkig to another member of the youth. So I waited, but by the time I realized it, they had already left and I was already waiting outside for my parents. Here's where the cool part comes in. The most amazing thing was going on outside. It twas raining. I aboslutly adore it when it rains. What got me a bit sad was that no one else seemed to share my opinion, except Natlaie. She liked it too. So I went out from under the roof and stood in the rain. I spun around and lifted my arms and was thanking God the whole time. I think that rain is one of God's greatest gifts slash miracles slash everything. It is a shame that people waste it. Especially down here in the valley where rain comes but once' so to speak. It has been raining alot more down here and everytime I am outside dancing and thanking God in it. I love the breeze that comes in, the smell right before when someone says "Oh, it's gonna rain." They don't enjoy it as much. What a pitty. I said outloud that this is how is should be everyday, raining. One of my friends said, "What, humid and muggie?" He didn't get wet. It's cool. To each his own, right? I know that when I grow up and have kids, I'll let them play in the rain. I played in it since I was a wee lassy, having grown up in Chicago and lived through a flood. None the less, I hae never gotten sick because of it. Not once. I will always thank God for the rain. How ironic for the song that I am listening to right now, eh? Hey, I do like watching the puddels gather rain...
 Rivqah · Thu Jul 27, 2006 @ 04:42am · 0 Comments |
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