Oh Love;

So I'm gonna be switching over to my new blog, but I haven't yet mentioned all the people who make Every Day Worth It. Let me make a quick list of a few more people:

Sisters and Keno- So, you pick on me all the time. And you fight with me. AND you run around upstairs when I'm trying to sleep. But you make me laugh like no one else can. You're so funny and you= lovee.

Owen- You make me so happy! I've been missing out on another little brother for way too long. You care way more than some people whom I've known for years ever will.

Bridgette- So, we don't talk very much anymore. And I miss it. I'm sad that we don't hang out too much anymore, but I'm glad you're happy.

There's more, but it's time for my nap. :) Sleeep. <3

So, I'm putting up my new blog on Friday or Saturday. Sometime then. :D Now I can finally post something that makes me sad without being picked on haha. I know. I know.

But Every Day really has been Worth It!

God is so Good;

Matt is over. :) I missed him.

Jealousy

Sometimes, I get jealous of those girls who have boyfriends, or boys that they don't call boyfriends. Basically, anyone who has someone to hold hands with, kiss, hold and love. Like, I've never had that. And sometimes, I want it. Sometimes, I wish I was the girl who had every guy she wanted.

But guess what? I'm not completely perfect, but I get to tell my husband "I've never held hands with anyone but you, I've never kissed anyone but you, I've never been in love with anyone but you". I don't have to worry if he ever asks about the other boys I've dated, because I haven't dated any. I haven't even done stuff that should only fall under the realm of "dating", although preferably engagement or marriage.

So with that, Dear Husband, wherever you are, realize that I can't wait to marry you. I can't wait to stop being jealous. I can't wait to come home to you and I'm so happy that you'll be the only one.  :)

Push.

I push. I help. I encourage. Why does it end up this way?

Is anyone out there?

Is there anyone who cares enough to make a day really beautiful?

Sometimes I get so tired.

- I'm tired because I wake up every morning no later than 7:00

- I'm tired because I have go straight from work to school

- I'm tired of not being with my friends

- I'm tired of missing church

- I'm tired because I pour every second of energy into something other than myself

- I'm tired of worrying

- I'm tired of being sinful

Oh my goodness, but I'm so happy.

- I'm happy because the reason I wake up no later than 7:00 is because I still have a job.

- I'm happy because I have the opportunity to go to school

- I'm happy because my friends are always there to come back to

- I'm happy because I still have the right to worship God

- I'm happy because the things and people I pour energy into are so much more important than myself

- I'm happy because I have a Savior to take my worry away!

- I'm happy because Christ took my sin and threw it away!

Scars.

Everybody has them. Some people have little ones, barely noticeable even to themselves. But everybody's got them. And you know what everybody else likes to do? They love to talk about them. It's true. It seems like my problems are so much bigger than the average Joe's. My problems are more important than Kate's. My problems are the biggest freaking problems in the world!

That's our attitude. And it doesn't matter if we like talking about them, exactly. I have plenty of friends that just don't talk about their problems. But some still forget to have compassion on the others that are also hurting.

This makes no sense! Shall we, having dealt with the things we dealt with, continue with a hard heart through the rest of life? I hope not!

"My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry." (James 1:19)

People, I know you have scars. And I know they're not strong, sometimes they break open and bleed again, but let's have some compassion. Be sensitive.

Be love.