You have searched me, Lord,
and You know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
You perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
You are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
You, Lord, know it completely.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
You perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
You are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
You, Lord, know it completely.
When I was in second grade, I met by best friend. From what I can remember, we were inseparable. We played on the playground together, and walked around the mini track pretending to be our teacher and her best friend who was a teacher (I think the debate of which one we "were" is still ongoing). We knew everything about each other - she liked celery, I preferred broccoli. She had blond hair, I had brown. She was taller, I was shorter. In fifth grade we danced like idiots in a talent show to a song that should have never been created. In sixth or seventh grade we paired up for a science project to figure out "what makes the best bubbles". In college, we were roomies for three semesters and she taught me how to appreciate a good Ludacris song while getting ready in the morning.
God knows everything about me. He knows what I'm thinking and is patient when I slip up. He knows the number of hairs on my head and the number of freckles on my body. He watches over me while I sleep and keeps me safe while driving eighty MPH on a turnpike. He keeps me sane when my neighbor's puppy poops on my welcome mat and gives me the ability to ascertain knowledge about voice and fluency disorders. He is with me when I make mistakes and when I realize that I need to repent. He gives me those "aha!" moments, and protects me when my naiiveness supersedes my common sense.
I want to be a best friend like that with God. I want to tell Him how my day has been and come to Him for guidance during any situation. I want to live for Him and Him alone. I'm so sick of being tempted in this carnal world, and being allured by its quick and empty promises. Lord, You are always with me. I want to do great things in Your name. I am Yours.
Please pray for me. There are some big decisions coming up soon, and I need guidance. My lease ends in July and I am not sure if I should save money and move back home or live on my own. I have been spoiled in Tahly with cheap rent for good quality, but I know that moving back home will be a different story. We shall see.
Back to the grind...
Love,
Kelsea
God knows everything about me. He knows what I'm thinking and is patient when I slip up. He knows the number of hairs on my head and the number of freckles on my body. He watches over me while I sleep and keeps me safe while driving eighty MPH on a turnpike. He keeps me sane when my neighbor's puppy poops on my welcome mat and gives me the ability to ascertain knowledge about voice and fluency disorders. He is with me when I make mistakes and when I realize that I need to repent. He gives me those "aha!" moments, and protects me when my naiiveness supersedes my common sense.
I want to be a best friend like that with God. I want to tell Him how my day has been and come to Him for guidance during any situation. I want to live for Him and Him alone. I'm so sick of being tempted in this carnal world, and being allured by its quick and empty promises. Lord, You are always with me. I want to do great things in Your name. I am Yours.
Please pray for me. There are some big decisions coming up soon, and I need guidance. My lease ends in July and I am not sure if I should save money and move back home or live on my own. I have been spoiled in Tahly with cheap rent for good quality, but I know that moving back home will be a different story. We shall see.
Back to the grind...
Love,
Kelsea
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