So, I was reading through some of my old journals, and I realized just how much I’ve matured over the past…. 4 years. I mean, that’s not really surprising, but it’s kind of creepy because I can remember when I first started journaling in 2005. Like, seriously, I was A year away from becoming a christian, all my journals were about drama and how to make friends and telling myself useful tips. Ocassionally there would be sermon notes that are barely legible because they’re just little notes like “God loves you.” “No poop in the brownies” “Dance for joy when tires are flat”
Now I’m like… not like that at all. The last time I drew a picture in my journal was…. a long time ago. hmmmm…..
God is good, isn’t He?
I have. I’ve picked up the ability to watch and thoroughly enjoy football in the past four years…. and the ability to play a pretty mean game, if I do say so myself. I’m like the flag football secret weapon…. because nobody expects a girl to actually know how to throw a ball or run the field, much less both.
God is MAJESTIC! He’s awesome and cool and fluffy and is great for hugging and patting on the back and if I had a team of my own, he would play every position…. and he’d be the coach too… and all the fans.
in case you haven’t noticed, I’m on a football high. GO HUSKERS!!!!!!!!! 27 points scored in the fourth quarter after playing a really sucky first three quarters in the rain. final score 27-12. Epic DOMINATION!!!!!!!!