Goodness gracious!

IS really the middle of December already? It must be. Finals are over, and I passed all my classes. My train was four hours late at Devils Lake on account of the blizzard. My dad woke up at 3:30 to pick me up, but we didn't get home until the afternoon. Poor daddy! :-/
Well I'm back into the swing of things back here. i love being home. I have a kitchen again! I've been making some Christmas goodies and I actually sort of enjoy doing dishes. Weird I know. Hopefully I can make carmel rolls soon (my favorite thing to bake! ...and eat :). I think I might have to hook up the ethernet to my computer, because the keyboard here at home has at least half of the letters missing. And I like the assurance of knowing that I am
pressing the right key! :)
Oh, I got a haircut. Quite short. I'll have to post pictures soon. Its seems like I always get my hair cut short around Christmas. I don't plan these things, they just happen. lol

Well, I just thought I'd give ya'll an update if anyone is still left out there in cyberspace waiting for this terrible blogger to communicate with her audience.

Trials?

Since this past Easter I feel like God has been asking to give me trials. So I have prayed about it off and on. Not thinking too much about it. Just one of those things that you store in the back of your mind. So right now I am wondering if I just can't handle it or maybe the trials will slowly come.

Typically, I am quite joyful, but lately it seems like school has just been dragging me down. It could just be because I get to go home on Sunday for a month of Christmas break, but anyway, sorry that was a a tangent. :) Like I was saying... I really want God to break me of my pride, strip away all my comforts. This is really scary typing this because if I actually pray for this it could come true in the next hour. I want to be broken until I can depend solely on Him. I want to tell Him that He can take away this part from my life. Who am I to say what He can or cannot do?!!

Now you would think that after all this I am saying I would be digging into the Bible fervently. But truth be told, I haven't been diligent in my Bible reading as of late. Which is sad, because it should be a favorite thing to do in my day. If I can spend who knows how long on facebook, why can't I spend 30 minutes with just God. Why does that half-hour seem so long?

How is your perspective?

When a mother saw a thunderstorm forming in mid-afternoon, she worried about her seven-year-old daughter who would be walking the three blocks from school to home. Deciding to meet her, the mother saw her walking nonchalantly along, stopping to smile whenever lightning flashed. Seeing her mother, the little girl ran to her, explaining happily, "All the way home, God's been taking my picture!" Fear is often caused by our perspective.

~Anonymous

Where does your security lie? Is God your refuge, your hiding place, your stronghold, your shepherd, your counselor, your friend, your redeemer, your saviour, your guide? If He is, you don't need to search any further for security.

~Elisabeth Elliot