…Who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's. (Psalm 103:5,NIV)
I’m in a good mood today. I’m grateful that I’m here, alive and kicking, knowing Jesus and living life. It’s crazy to see that I wasn’t born to lag out or even to sit on a corner and cry…Even if circumstances say otherwise. For the first time in a while, I feel like a normal teenager.
Teenagers whine and beg and grovel and rationalize for money. They yelp and holler “It’s not fair!” or “You ruin my life!” or (in the stupidest of cases) “I hate you!” They slam doors and get moody. They even get annoying as the fiery pits of Hell when women are on… those fateful days and men when…they can’t keep it up themselves. (I should be thrifty on euphemisms, I’m a Christian…)
I’m thankful for what God has done. He gave me a social life. In Puerto Rico, I went with my friends to places. I enjoyed it-to an extent, but I loved it. I used to go to many towns with my church friends; we used to do things in season and out of season. I finally went out to eat with my friends at lunchtime. I still wasn’t that much of a social butterfly, but at least I had friends and companions.
In an unexpected turn of events, I’m in America. I find myself pleading my case (or the Fifth…depends) for the things that I want. I get annoying (who doesn’t?) and have weird habits (God, help me!). I don’t need to act like a diva in order to get what I want (or in the least, a “no”), and there are still fears that I need to conquer. Other than that, I feel more of a teenager; I feel that I can achieve more. I’m happy and glad that I get to do things that I could think inconceivable. Crazy things can’t elude my thinking, but now I know that Jesus will conquer over my head again.
Thank You, Lord, for getting my youth back. I can write more, but I’ll leave it that way.
I’m in a good mood today. I’m grateful that I’m here, alive and kicking, knowing Jesus and living life. It’s crazy to see that I wasn’t born to lag out or even to sit on a corner and cry…Even if circumstances say otherwise. For the first time in a while, I feel like a normal teenager.
Teenagers whine and beg and grovel and rationalize for money. They yelp and holler “It’s not fair!” or “You ruin my life!” or (in the stupidest of cases) “I hate you!” They slam doors and get moody. They even get annoying as the fiery pits of Hell when women are on… those fateful days and men when…they can’t keep it up themselves. (I should be thrifty on euphemisms, I’m a Christian…)
I’m thankful for what God has done. He gave me a social life. In Puerto Rico, I went with my friends to places. I enjoyed it-to an extent, but I loved it. I used to go to many towns with my church friends; we used to do things in season and out of season. I finally went out to eat with my friends at lunchtime. I still wasn’t that much of a social butterfly, but at least I had friends and companions.
In an unexpected turn of events, I’m in America. I find myself pleading my case (or the Fifth…depends) for the things that I want. I get annoying (who doesn’t?) and have weird habits (God, help me!). I don’t need to act like a diva in order to get what I want (or in the least, a “no”), and there are still fears that I need to conquer. Other than that, I feel more of a teenager; I feel that I can achieve more. I’m happy and glad that I get to do things that I could think inconceivable. Crazy things can’t elude my thinking, but now I know that Jesus will conquer over my head again.
Thank You, Lord, for getting my youth back. I can write more, but I’ll leave it that way.
