This morning before i could leave my apartment i had to find some passport photos so that i could go get a visa later today. I was in a hurry to leave so i was scrambling through all my drawers, cabinets, shelves, trash can, everywhere. I knew i had those stupid photos somewhere. I’ve seen them and i hid them somewhere. I didn’t mean to hide them, i’m just not an organized person. My coffee’s getting cold, i’m going to miss the bus, it’s snowing outside, i’m ready to get to work: where are those stupid pictures?!
In my scrambling and frantic search i found a small note from an old friend that read, “You are truly meant for amazing things.” If you knew this friend you’d know the weight of those words. Now the frantic scramble was over and the photos didn’t seem to matter anymore. I did happen to find them in the same stack of stuff as that note. I walked out the door and trekked through the snow remembering that someone believes that i’m meant for amazing things.
It’s a good morning.
Mom
February 28th, 2010
I’ve been praying 3 things for you all your life.
1. That you would know Jesus as your Lord and Savior
2. That God would use you for His Glory
3. That He would bless you with a Godly wife
Of course you are meant for amazing things.
Mom