I've officially gone into excitement overdrive.
I don't think I can contain myself. I'm pretty sure I can't. I've already got butterflies in my stomach.
I'm gonna be going to GA soon, and I don't think I'll be able to safely survive the 6 hour trip. I just may burn a circuit. I'm so fidgety, it's unbelievable!
My Best Friend is going to be there, and I'm going to have such a great time!
*puts on Alice voice from Last of the Mohicans*
"I shan't sleep tonight - what an adventah!"
Ooooh goodness. My nerves....
Anyway - yes. I'm so excited, delighted! I absolutely can NOT deny it or fight it. This is just what I need... *very happy sigh*
God is so good. I mean - really. I was walking outside while the sun was going down, talking out loud to Him. I was telling Him how He does the most amazing things when you least expect them. How amazing His mercies are and how vast. Ha...I just looked down at my Bible in front of me, and saw this verse:
"Devote yourselves to prayer, keeping alert in it with an attitude of thanksgiving; praying at the same time for us as well, that God will open up to us a door for the word, so that we may speak forth the mystery of Christ, for which I have also been imprisoned;
that I may make it clear in the way I ought to speak.
Conduct yourselves with wisdom toward outsiders, making the most of the opportunity.
Let your speech always be with grace, as though seasoned with salt, so that you will know how you should respond to each person."
Speech with grace, devoted to prayer.
"But Mary kept these things in her heart and treasured them."
I told mom one time that I'm a lot like Mary. I keep practically EVERYTHING in my heart; that's why it's soooo full. I feel like I'm going to burst sometimes. It's often because of that warm, overwhelmed feeling inside like you get when you listen to the most gorgeous piece of music you've ever heard. That's how I am. I had a friend tell me that I have a huge, huge heart because I pray for everyone I come in contact with, and those I haven't actually met. She told me that if I were ever rejected by those I love, my heart would indeed break. Yeah, it probably would...but for someone like me with such a huge heart, that's a risk you've got to take. She then told me that I'm a heartbreaker, because I make her feel guilty that I pray for all of these people and that I still love her after what she's been through. I laughed and told her that that was not my intention - my intention is to love greatly and bear much hurt. I love her because she's my sister in Christ - because Christ loved much. If He loved much, shouldn't I?
I do have a huge heart - and I'm not bragging. I'm not quite sure how I got to be this way. I suppose it's because I realized how much Christ loved. I must love, too.
I do love. Not near as much as I should - but I do love. I love to love. I love to share Christ's Love.
I love loving.
He loved much - shouldn't I?
An overloaded with excitement wreck waiting to happen,
*falls out of chair with a huge happy sigh*