On this wonderfully lazy Sunday, filled with my small traditional church, a fun hairstyle, a bike ride, coffeecoffeecoffee, and quality time with my dog, I've come to this conclusion that I'd like to share:
I don't ever want to be in a place in my life where I don't make/take time to talk to God to process things. There have been multiple times in my life - some serious, some dumb - where I didn't take the time to step outside of the business, of life, of myself, to talk things out and process them and dwell on them with my Father. And guess where that got me? Got me nowhere REAL fast.
Last night would be a good example of what I'm talking about. I went to a frat formal with a good friend and call me homeschooled, call me awkward, call me whatever you want, but the party scene that consists of drinking and grinding and short dresses and getting hands-y and just being stupid is reeeeally not my thing. So, in that situation, if I appear out of place and unsure of what to do, that's exactly what I am! On the way home, I had to turn the radio off and just sit in silence awhile before I could process any of it. God and I had a nice chat about it; for one (I don't know about you), but saying things out loud/talking it out really helps me realize things or I think while I'm talking and such things like that. For two, getting the privilege to talk to the One of made me and who has control over everything and desires a relationship with me as much as I desire one with Him, freakin' overwhelms me! Knowing that my confusing and screwed up and minuscule emotions are being listened to and being returned with comfort and patience and peace just brings a smile o my face and rocks my world!
So between last night's ride home and today's quality time with my dog and the outside, I had me some good process time; not just about last night but about a lot of things that have happened over this past year that I haven't sat down and thought about/talked out/reacted to. Definitely a good thing. Definitely something that needs to happen waaaay more often. Definitely something needed.
Peace out.
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