Did I get everything?

It's 12:45am on Tuesday morning and I am well aware of the fact that I should have been asleep hours ago. I justify the fact that I'm not partly to the fact that Jonathan and Whitney just left about thirty minutes ago. I love being around them. They remind me of what happiness looks like. They remind me like Matt and Joni and Brian and Julie, My mom and dad. I remember what happiness looked like and I wonder if I'll ever see as pure of a form of happiness as that again. I know that I'm jaded a bit and I'm stubborn and I'm hard headed but I know that the past year of my life has been God trying to teach me a lesson that He is enough. I don't need anyone else in the whole world in order to be fully satisfied and happy, no one but Him.
You know that weird feeling that you get when you are about to leave on a trip that lasts over a week and you have the gut wrenching feeling that you forgot everything that is essential to life itself? You ask yourself if you remembered to get your underwear and did you pack enough? You wonder if you remembered your toothpaste so you will actually be able to engage in conversation with real people and not just books, they don't care if your breath is bad. Or you could be like me and toil over whether or not you remembered your phone charger so you'll be able to keep in touch with the rest of the world.
That's how I feel right now. I feel like God is about to send me on some wild ride that is going to be totally amazing and he's going to blow my mind. However, I feel like I'm forgetting something. I feel like that little voice in the back of my head is more than just my paranoia this time. I feel like it's God telling me, "Hey, I am trying to give you something don't leave it behind." It's crazy I know, but how I feel nonetheless.
I have the tendency to think too much and to over analyze things and to figure out every possible angle that could be produced, my dad said it would have made me a good lawyer, mcdonald says I just worry too much. I know I'm not at the point yet that I know that he's enough. I don't think that we can ever really reach the point of really "knowing" that he's enough until he is all that we have. Maybe he's still trying to teach me, I don't know. Maybe I just need to shut up and pick up my feet and let him carry me wherever he wants to go and to whoever he wants to take me to. It's strange how I (and I'm sure you as well) try to out think God and try to weigh out all the options of doing things. He's already taken care of all the details of our journey and he's paved the rest for us to enjoy, learn, endure, and grow from.
I think the best thing that I and all of us can do is simply trust, you know have faith, and just hold on for the ride and we should probably let God pack for us too. He doesn't forget things.

LIFE

I got on facebook yesterday and I noticed that I had event invitations just like I do everyday and I must honestly admit that I looked over it and discarded it just like I do most of them. I noticed that it was some sort of abortion awareness deal that was going to be taking place at West Monroe High School today. I thought to myself, "I don't go to high school and so I'll have nothing to contribute or to do with it so I'll just delete it."
In working at the church and with students, one of the perks of my job is that I get to go and hang out with them during lunch at least one day out of the week. When Matt and I got there, we went and had a minor altercation with the scary lady that works in the office who never remembers who we are, and we signed in as visitors. As we walked down the breezeway to the cafeteria, I noticed several students with red tape on their clothes or on their mouths like the guy in the picture. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when we got in the cafeteria there were several more of our students and others who had the LIFE tape on their person. One of our students, had the tape on his jacket but he remained silent. He got my attention and I asked if he had to be quiet and he nodded, "yes". He pulled a small piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to me to read. I'm thinking that it's for class or something. As I read the paper, I was astonished. They had committed to not speak all day in protest for the lives of countless children that die everyday, every second by abortion. It blew me away. There was still a dull roar in the lunch room but it was still much quieter than normal. It was so amazing to me that these students were stepping up and making a statement that they believed these children should not be killed. How bold and brave is that? How amazing is it that these 14-18 year old students are standing up for justice when we, their leaders and parents, will not. I'm so proud of them for their stand.
They compelled me to want to know more. When I got back to my office, I checked out the website for the LIFE movement, www.bound4life.com. The statistics of the abortions and the truth as to how they are performed broke my heart. I know we say that all the time, but really it did. It was all I could do not to weep, for these children. I thought of my friends' little baby that is about to be born and it made me fearful for her peers that face these dangers. It made me glad that she has loving parents that value her and her life and her soul and their commitment to God. As I searched more, I found that there are many chapters of this movement and that you can support it by buying LIFE bracelets and making donations and most of all by speaking out for those American citizens who have had their rights taken away by those "parents" who were entrusted to protect, nurture, and care for them. All American citizens are entitled to by our Declaration of Independence. By killing these children, which is violation of another law of our land and of Scripture, we deny these American citizens their rights. We all know how precious that babies are and how dependent on us they are. Why do we take that responsibility that our Maker has entrusted us with so lightly? It is our duty and honor to stand up for these who are defenseless and strive for justice in their stead.
Again, I am so proud of the students at West Monroe High School for taking this stand. It is so amazing to see them speaking out for what they believe in. I also encourage anyone who may read this to check out the website and tell others about it so we can get the word out and pray that God will guide our leaders in the best way to protect these children.