His Purpose, Not My Plans

Here I am again. It's kinda late. I don't know what I'm even going to say. I really don't even know if I'll delete this post or actually put it up.  But here I am. Tomorrow is March 24. And that's what's on my mind.  Tomorrow makes seven years since my mom died. But I really don't like saying that. I don't like saying passed away either.  Instead, I'm going to say what I really think, and that is that tomorrow will make seven years since my mom quit dying on earth, and went to live in Heaven. Because that's the truth. For those that aren't familiar with my story, my mom, Cindy, was diagnosed with Breast Cancer when I was 6 years old. She went through many surgeries, many types of treatment, many many doctor appointments, and was so amazingly strong through all of it. And on March 24, 2008, she was done.  And Jesus took her. And sometimes that really just sucks. It took me a while to realize that it's o...

It's 10:38 as I start to type this post. My favorite time to write a blog post. Naturally, I have an English exam I need to be studying for, Med Term words that need to be reviewed, and some texts that need  responses. But instead, I am sitting here typing.  Thinking. Praying. 98% of the time I never know exactly what I'm going to say when I type these blog posts. I really have no clue. I just start. And sometimes I'm actually surprised by how well it turns out. Other times I just post it because I spent a while on it.. whether I really like it or not.  It's been a rough day. Everyone has THOSE days. The ones where your brother is running late. You forget to eat breakfast. You get caught in traffic when you're in a hurry. A mean comment is said to you. A car nearly hits you on the way home. The grade you got back was not what you expected. (It was worse.) In some way or another, everyone can relate. And today was just not my day.  Without get...