Happy Birtday, Darling!

So, um, blogging for the month of May has been a pretty big fail. But exciting things are on the horizon, so Matt & I will have more stuff too keep you guys posted on.

The first order of business: It's the Farris' Brothers 21st birthday, you guys!! Happy Birthday Farris Brothers!! I was going to blog about how much I like Matt & how glad I am that he made it another year or whatevs, but I've totally already done that (twice!) & I don't want to make anyone lose their lunch all over their keyboards, so I'll spare you. Just know that I like Matt Farris a little & I'm glad he's alive, kinda.

The second order of business is this: I might be staying in San Antonio & Matt might be moving here too! It turns out that there's one school in San Antonio that offers speech pathology & I applied there. So if everything goes according to this new plan, all you San Antonio people might be stuck with Matt and I. Be excited!!


The third order of business is: There is no third order. This is the end, my friend. See ya'll around the bend.

_b.

I'm ready so don't stop.

Today has been a day of revelations (pun intended).
Let me start at the beginning:
I have a rocky relationship with God.
I have experienced bouts of agnosticism & non-believing. I have watched my sister stand in a church full of people, moved to tears as the Holy Spirit moved her, and longed to know what being so close to God feels like. And, I have been through things that left me wondering, “What God would let these events transpire?” When I was 15 years old, I had a boyfriend who tried to shove Christianity down my throat, in turn pushing me further from it. But through all that, in the back of my mind, I had yearning to have religion in my life. I just never felt comfortable with it. Church and talking about God made me itch. Every time my ex would give me a hard time about not wanting to go to church Sundays or Youth Group Wednesdays, I always told him that a relationship with God wasn’t something that I could do just because someone wanted me to; I had to do it on my own terms.

Flash forward May 2, 2010:
In the days leading up to this Sunday, I randomly decided that I should go to church since I had the day off from work. Today was the most comfortable I’ve ever felt in a Church. During the sermon, the pastor invited audience members to take a piece of poster board and write how their lives were before they found Christ on the front & how their lives had changed after they invited religion into their lives on the back. The submissions were incredibly moving. They varied greatly from simply “ Selfish & Depressed (front)-- Selfless & Happy (back)” to “I asked God to let me die (front)—He said NO and gave me new life (back),” I couldn’t hold my tears back. It just made me realize that believing wholly in Christ has the power to turn your life around 180 degrees. My own life has been lacking something for ages. Something I could never quite put a finger on, but perhaps this has been it all along. If nothing else, I know that building a relationship with Christ (from the ground up) will make me a better person. And if that’s all I get from it, that’s more than enough.

I’m finally ready.