And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.
To our God and Father be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
- Philippians 4:19-20
- Philippians 4:19-20
Right now, my life sucks. Granted, it is better than a lot of people's. I'm not gloating, nor am I complaining. But, there are a lot of pathways to choose from right now, and only one that I can take...
Just knowing that I can only choose one, sucks. Yeah, it sucks a LOT.
So far, in the last five years of my life, things haven't been going the way I thought they would. Naturally, I didn't expect them to, if you want an honest answer. I knew things were going to change, but I didn't think that it would be as dramatic and horrid as it has been, though.
Now, don't get me wrong. I love my life and the people that occupy it. If it weren't for a handful of close friends, my supportive parents and my amazingly beautiful and multi-talented girlfriend, I wouldn't know what to do. (Actually, I do. I'd probably be dead.) And most importantly: God. Who I thank constantly, for the love and support that he has provided me with, here on this ball of dirt we call Earth.
It's been around a year and a half since I became a Christian. My life has gotten better, but it wasn't until about a year and a half ago that I realized that I can't go this alone; that I needed someone there for me at all times. Granted, my parents were there for me all the time, and so were my close group of friends, but there was a constant nagging in the back of my head, that kept telling me I needed something more.
For about a year previous, my family and I had been searching for churches. It seemed like each time we found one that either my parents, or I really liked, something happened to keep us away from going to that specific church. It made us mad, I won't lie -- and now that I reflect on each individual time, I'm reminded that it was God; he knew the correct place we belonged, and that it was just matter of taking the journey to get there -- there were times where we just didn't care anymore, and our attendance at any church completely dropped.
It wasn't until one evening, back in March of last year, that one of my good friends, whom I had met at The Journey Church -- which we had gone to a few times, after being invited by this particular friend, who originally was tutoring me every other Thursday for Geometry -- invited me to go to their annual Youth Retreat. Of course, being the boring person that I am, didn't have anything planned for that particular weekend, so I accepted.
It was a weekend, quite frankly, that I will never forget.
It's where I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal savior. It's where I learned that I could have fun, without having to feel the peer pressure that was around me constantly -- at school and at play. And it's where I met my beautiful and amazing girlfriend, Maggie.
And it was that particular weekend, that I realized that that constant nagging I had been having at the back of my head, for so long now, was gone. It was then that I realized the missing link I had been looking for for so long, was God.
Now, I don't want anyone to think that this blog is in any way, shape or form strictly a Christian Blog. It's not. Neither was it my intention two years ago when I first started it, nor is it now. But, being a Christian is a large part of my life, and if I'm to be real, about my life, on this blog, then I think there needs to be something to do with God. After all, don't you think it would be ignorant of me to ignore our Creator?
Little did I know at that moment in time what God was doing in my life, but I knew that he would provide. Never was there an inkling of a doubt about that, in my mind.
So now, in the current situation I'm in, I keep going back in my mind, to that weekend, when I accepted Jesus Christ as my Personal Savior.
And I keep telling myself that God will provide. He'll provide me with the correct path that I should take, and even if it's not the one that I would have chosen, or the one that I like, I'll still travel it. It's part of my journey, and a part of my life.
It'll become part of my life-story. And out of all the stories I've told so far, and out of all the stories that I still have to tell, I think I'll enjoy this one more than any other.
My life is a blank piece of paper. God's got the pin and he's using my blood as the ink.