tonight was the bi-monthly night of worship and it was fabulous.
such good time to stop and reflect on the Lord and what He is doing.
was able to ask marilyn s. about some boy wisdom and i am just beyond thankful for her Godly wisdom. she mainly reaffirmed things i have heard//knew she was going to tell me, but the reassurance was great and so needed.
i had coffee with amanda and breakfast with brook this week.
so wonderful and i love them!
and i was told today that i am funny....that NEVER gets said!
was told i might not be the meat, but i was the seasoning {mitch analogy}.
and i might not be the ice cream, but i'm the sprinkles {brook analogy}.
i had coffee with amanda and breakfast with brook this week.
so wonderful and i love them!
and i was told today that i am funny....that NEVER gets said!
was told i might not be the meat, but i was the seasoning {mitch analogy}.
and i might not be the ice cream, but i'm the sprinkles {brook analogy}.
mitch now knows allllll about mike. slightly awkward haha. but he kept asking questions. {brook spilled the beans and said i should ask mitch's opinion. of course, he was not going to not let me tell him what she thought i needed his opinion on. so ta-da!}.
i hate saying this...but it's been really hard being home the last two weekends and seeing him. i don't want those feelings to be there.
can't they just go away or be of use?
but this all also makes me wonder if i am that into mike.
i don't necessairly want him txting me. yet i know i'm capable of having those feelings for guys before.
but i also have known mitch {and other guys} longer and better than mike.
how about i stop over thinking things, mkay?
my list of things to do this week:
monday--OB pharm exam and neuman tool due. clinical all night
tuesday--babysitting and meeting with scott.
wednesday--maternity exam and phil wickham concert.
thursday--clinical and babysitting.
friday--10 page history paper DUE.
then exams start monday. holy Jesus i am NOT ready for this to begin.
praying for strength and endurance these next 8 days.
p.s//confession:
this thought may or may not have crossed my mind a couple times this weekend:
'whyy don't you just like me?'
'whyy don't you just like me?'
ugh.
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