Haiti

I am not just writing about how terrible the disaster in Haiti is because anyone whose anyone knows how terrible the disaster is in Haiti. Duh it's a disaster. The topic I want to write about is my heart and how it often yearns for the week i spent there in 2007 in Destiny Village. Destiny is a safe haven our church has created that is an orphanage which takes care of over 30 children. These children have pure God-seeking hearts and are the sweetest. I want to, so incredibly badly want to return. If God opens a door for me, i'll be there.
Just another thought, that does involve the earthquake, just on a more personal level. I have seen Haiti before this happened, it wasn't much to look at. Tin shacks set up hardly resembling structures could never stand up to such a powerful earthquake. It breaks my heart thinking back then and seeing the devastation. What can we possibly do to help them. They've not even quite recovered from their last disaster.
Praying is the only sure fire thing I cant think of. It's powerful if you mean it. It can move mountains. I mean I think i heard somewhere that the money Haiti was getting for disaster relief is more than what New Orleans and areas affected by Katrina got.
God's moving in that country, and they can rise from the ashes, i know it. As for our nation? prophets are already prophesying duplicate earthquakes for major cities in the US like Los Angeles. only time will tell.

My thoughts, mumbled and jumbled on the page.

My Love Story

God has written my love story. Through my love toward the man he placed in my life to be my husband one day, I have fallen even deeper in love with my savior. The greatest love story ever told is about me. There's not much to say on this because anything I want to say wouldn't be close enough to how I feel.

New Semester, New Opportunities

Well, i'm officially starting a new fresh semester tomorrow, and my nerves are getting the best of me. Last semester left me leaving hopless and feeling like effort was meaningless. I gave up having a life Fall semester in order to work hard as humanly possible. All to waste apparently because my all wasn't near enough. So now I feel like trying meaningless and this semester will leave me feeling as hopless as before.

On the other hand. It is a fresh start. I feel rested up from break, I had a terrific time with family and work, but I miss my best friend already. Being with someone constantly and then going cold turkey is hard, and i'm really drawing on strength from God to stand it. I have a busy semester ahead, with Alpha Phi, tutoring, student teaching, extracurricular's and 6 classes.
I can do it...i know i can. God didn't lead me this far to leave me alone. He's here.
I can make it.