7Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God; and everyone who loves is born of God and knows God. 8The one who does not love does not know God, for God is love. 9By this the love of God was manifested in us, that God has sent His only begotten Son into the world so that we might live through Him. 10In this is love, not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins. 11Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.
--1 John 4:7-11 (NASB)
For love is from God
sanctuary
I've always wanted a canopy over my bed.


I'm embarrassed to admit how surprisingly calming this sheer piece of fabric is over me. It's the one place in my bustling house where I can (almost) block everyone out. Yeah... I'm easily satisfied. I love my bed.


I'm embarrassed to admit how surprisingly calming this sheer piece of fabric is over me. It's the one place in my bustling house where I can (almost) block everyone out. Yeah... I'm easily satisfied. I love my bed.
Jamieboy, R.N.
My big brother James means the world to me. He's helped me get through so many hard times, so seeing him go through a hard time this past week was so, so painful for me. I sat in bed with him for an hour and he didn't say a single thing to me, no matter how much I tried getting him to talk. His girlfriend called me crying, worried and so lost at what to do. I really don't want to put all his business out in public, but there has just been a lot going on. I don't think my family has prayed so much or been so worried about anything. This morning I was woken up by phones ringing and my brother announcing he passed his NCLEX exam for nursing, so now all is perfectly well. Praise the Lord PRAISE THE LORD. He knows there's no way he could have done it without God's help and I'm certain God wanted him to know that. I guess we can all use a little humbling sometimes, hehe. Tears of joy this time. =)
Healer
You hold my every moment
You calm my raging seas
You walk with me through fire
And heal all my disease
I trust in you
I trust in you
I believe
You're my healer
I believe
You are all i need
I believe
You're my portion
I believe
You're more than enough for me
Jesus, you're all i need
Nothing is impossible for you
Nothing is impossible
Nothing is impossible for you
You hold my world in your hands
You calm my raging seas
You walk with me through fire
And heal all my disease
I trust in you
I trust in you
I believe
You're my healer
I believe
You are all i need
I believe
You're my portion
I believe
You're more than enough for me
Jesus, you're all i need
Nothing is impossible for you
Nothing is impossible
Nothing is impossible for you
You hold my world in your hands
blue
I'm the worst at dealing with negative feelings. I didn't get the "happiest" award at SAN for no reason. The past few weeks have been so terribly trying for me. I'm fine, really, but it's just so difficult sorting through and understanding any emotion besides happy, whether it's my own feelings or another's. So tiring. I'm exhausted. What's most exhausting is that when I start feeling down, I just close everyone out. Keep to myself, get lost in my thoughts. If you were to ask me what's wrong, it'd take me a few minutes to resurface and then another few to figure out how to explain myself. Ah, but God is good (all the time) and I have the most patient and understanding boyfriend in the world. It's exhausting trying to handle things on your own, for sure. So I guess this is me publicly blogging and breaking out of my I'm-feeling-blue-and-anti-social shell. I'll spare you the details though. But prayers would definitely be appreciated. Too many tears. Too, too many.
Anywho, I'm getting LASIK done next Friday. It's exciting =) My boss pulled some strings like crazy to let me get it done for free, saving me $4200 (!!!). His only request is that I name my first child after him. Yikes. I'm not too fond of the name Gerry. -_-
Anywho, I'm getting LASIK done next Friday. It's exciting =) My boss pulled some strings like crazy to let me get it done for free, saving me $4200 (!!!). His only request is that I name my first child after him. Yikes. I'm not too fond of the name Gerry. -_-
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