I've been so much happier this week than I was last week. At church on Sunday a guy was baptized. He quoted Job 23:10. It is such a good verse! I was in the process of teaching Erg to read the bible when the guy said it. I had Erg look it up and we read it. Job 23:10 says, "But He knows the way I take; When He has tried me, I shall come forth as gold." I explained it, and it just made me feel so much better about this past six months!
God knows everything I do. He knows my path: past, present, and future. And when I have been tried and tested I will be so much better for it. All this horrible stuff has happened, but it' ok God will make me gold! I will be better off.
I realize it is easier to say this than believe it but it has really helped me.
I truly believe that all the shtuff that happened last spring happened so that I would breakup and go to Seattle for the summer. There I would realize how much I missed having a relationship with God. Then when I got back to Flagstaff I could share that renewed faith with him and help him to come to God. We both went through so much so that God can make us better in the end. It makes it hurt less. It makes it worth it.
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This is the day... This is the story of my life after college. This is a collection of the tales from my adventures. This is a chronicle of my experiences.
Better Beautiful Than Perfect
I run a little insurrection that moves in the direction that beauty is beauty in spite of perfection
see the crosses at the roadside
see the thorn bush ablaze in bloom
put your feet in the sand, a lukewarm beer in your hand
momma, let down your hair
yes, I´ve chipped a tooth
no need to call home
I don´t have to be anywhere
we can hear the bossa nova
we can sway the night away
the steps to the dance are best left up to chance
better beautiful than perfect, anyway
and while the moon wanes and waxes
death and taxes are lurking out there
Life is grand, Love is real and Beauty is everywhere
And so the clear blue sky
no, she never made a sound
though she was blindfolded, gagged and bound
now see the poppies pushin´ up through the bones on the ground but the body´s never found
can you hear the bossa nova? let us sway the night away...
(Clyne, Johnson, Naffah)
see the crosses at the roadside
see the thorn bush ablaze in bloom
put your feet in the sand, a lukewarm beer in your hand
momma, let down your hair
yes, I´ve chipped a tooth
no need to call home
I don´t have to be anywhere
we can hear the bossa nova
we can sway the night away
the steps to the dance are best left up to chance
better beautiful than perfect, anyway
and while the moon wanes and waxes
death and taxes are lurking out there
Life is grand, Love is real and Beauty is everywhere
And so the clear blue sky
no, she never made a sound
though she was blindfolded, gagged and bound
now see the poppies pushin´ up through the bones on the ground but the body´s never found
can you hear the bossa nova? let us sway the night away...
(Clyne, Johnson, Naffah)
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