This week I found out one of my friends is getting married and two other are pregnant.I seem to be the one getting left behind in the dust in the relationship department.I know I talked an awful lot about guys last year and potentially dating soon,but it fell through cause it wasn't God's time yet. Now my heart is telling me to follow God but,my head is telling me there is something wrong with me.I was talking to one of my Sunday school teachers and she said,"You shouldn't be asking what's wrong with you,but what's right.It just means you are waiting on God..."
That has been rolling around in my head for the past few months.Then a few weeks ago I went to a lock-in for CYT.Michael was there but the most we said to each other was "hi..." That night Stephanie & I were put in charge of the high school girls devotion.Stephanie & I literally had 20 minutes to prepare before the lock-in started.Steph was not happy about doing highschool girls.She wanted middle school.I was okay with it,but her only being a sophomore I could understand her hesitance.We felt like the devo was a flop.As the girls exited the room we were in Steph whispered to me,"I need to talk to you.".So While everyone went back to the main hall for worship time we sat down on a couch to talk.We sat and talked for a good half-an-hour when the girls came back in.Unaware we were to do a second devo after worship time.So we shared some of the stuff that we talked about and encouraged the girls to talk more about stuff God had brought them through. It was a great 2nd devo. I felt so blessed to hear how our Mighty God has worked so much in such different peoples lives.That night I sat with three of my other friends and we talked about life,God,faith,guys, everything above from 2 am to 6 am untill it was time to clean up and leave. I left there feeling renewed and ready to take on the world.
It's amazing how in one week of school I feel all that being worn down. God has no place in college or so people would like you to think.That is one reason why I am so ready to leave MO West and go somewhere, that will help increase my faith.
God has been dealing with me over the whole career choice thing.I have been saying psychology and helping troubled girls.But...God is taking me down a different path.He is working on me about being a Social Worker,but looking at being one from the Christian perspective. Working in Christian houses for trouble girls. Alot of people are warning about the risk invovled and how hard of a job it is.I know it is and that is why I am so weary of deciding it but God is putting that desire in there for me and is showing me I have the strength through His to with-stand everything that is coming my way.Through everything that has happened in my life God was preparing my heart for something bigger and better.I understand that now. It makes me think of the song that my CYT class wrote this past fall.Don't think I ever shared that with you so here are the lyrics to it.I am working on having it copied to my computer so I can put it up on YouTube for everyone to hear.It truly is a beautiful song.I wish we could find a way to record it and put on the radio.I believe it would be a popular song.Course I am totally biased. It has been a long week and it's pushing midnight.So I leave you with the song "In Pieces."
In Pieces
She sits on the carpet, box in her hand, searching for pieces of blue
She survey’s the picture but tears blur her vision she doesn’t know what to do She feels like her puzzle, scattered and jumbled, she’d start if only she knew
(CHORUS)In pieces, our life comes in pieces, making the picture of who we are It completes us when we find our meaning, knowing our portrait was painted with love,It’s just in pieces
He stands at the doorway, heart in hand, longing to find a home
The places for pieces are heart-shaped but mismatched, he senses he won’t belong
He feels like a puzzle scattered and jumbled, he’d start if only he knew
He’d rest in those places where hearts were embraced; the time was long over due
(CHORUS)In pieces, our life comes in pieces, making the picture of who we areIt completes us when we find our meaning, knowing our portrait was painted with love,It all starts to make sense when it is done, It’s just in pieces
We’re putting our lives together, piece by piece, one after the other
Life is a puzzle, scattered and jumbled, It takes one piece to start
(CHORUS)In pieces, our life comes in pieces, making the picture of who we are It completes us when we find our meaning, knowing our portrait was painted with love,In pieces, our life comes in pieces, making the picture of who we areIt completes us when we find our meaning, knowing our portrait was painted with love,It all starts to make sense when it is done, we will look back and smile at who we’ve become...
It was in pieces
Always,
Megan Renee Higginbotham
