Ok, so I was planning to tell you all about my first lecture, but nothing much happened. Also I have something else to catch you up on in my life. Been thinking, I guess any peeps on the internet are non existent, but in real life I have a sort of circle of friends. Unlike you (if peeps, does not work, let me call you therapy, because if I am honest and there being no one to lie too, I am, therapy is what you are).
So today I am going to tell you a story of something that happened last Friday.
I was sitting in a orientation group of freshmen at my college, (no, I am (and am not) counted a freshman mostly, sorta, ok let's move on) and the first thing my teacher had us do was draw a triangle, a Z, a square or lastly a circle.
Long story short (again, mostly). I chose a circle.
Statically speaking then, I was a free spirit.
When the teacher asked if I thought that was right, I nodded and started thinking of irony. Because I used to consider myself a free spirit, but recently I sure had not felt super free.
Let us go back a bit.
Let us go back a bit.
Earlier this summer, I almost had to give up something precious God gave me, nursing. I, of course being smart Melissa was like, perfect God wants me to sacrifice my works, sucess, whatever you want to call it. Bottom line he wanted me to give it back to him.
And then when it looked like we were not going to move, even smarter Melissa said, yup- I see what you are doing. Temptation. You want to see if I will run away from doing hard things.
Either way God, just let me know, I am fine with both.
Laughing yet? Because you should be. Who can actually figure God out?
Not me.
I wanted God to tell me which one.
And there was NOTHING.
I was like, okay I can wait and I could up to a certain point. Then I broke. God stepped into what I considered my timing.
That day, after talking with Mom awhile I tried to actually do something so I was, baking cookies, pulling out ingredients, mixing them together,
I was like, okay I can wait and I could up to a certain point. Then I broke. God stepped into what I considered my timing.
That day, after talking with Mom awhile I tried to actually do something so I was, baking cookies, pulling out ingredients, mixing them together,
Salting them with my tears.
<3 Lissa
p.s. I am not moving.
p.s. I am not moving.
