the gist

I'm not normal. I think you'll begin to see that when you start reading.
Normal girls my age are caught up in their new boyfriend or pair of frye boots. But me? I'm caught up in the grace that saved me from eternal destruction and the Man who gave me that grace. To put it simply, I'm crazy about my God.
And that's not normal.

Behind every action, lies motivation. So what's my motivation?
I want to provide everyone with access to see that God loves them. I want people to know the thoughts and conflicts that cloud my naive mind...


...and I like to blog.

As you read these letters, Candice is you. I am writing these letters to you- whoever you may be.

So when you see her name, say your name.

Friday, October 8, 2010

thursday september 7 2010

{oh the pressure}
dear candice,
the pressure is on. everyone i s silently looking at me expecting me to do or say something worth their time. i open my mouth, but nothing comes out. no words, no sounds. nothing. what do i do? i wait a while to think then try to say something again. this time i open my mouth and i start speaking. but nothing i say makes sense. they all just blankly stare at me and some whisper to each other. im just talking to hear myself, hoping that just reassuring everyone that i can still talk would make the spotlight on me disappear. but they cant relate to what im saying because they dont understand. i once again pause as the sight of anxious faces grows from inspiring to terrifying. i try to gather my thoughts but quickly realize that there is nothing to gather. i say a silent prayer. an unspoken plea to the only One who can help me at this point. and just when i think i have it together, He wispers to me, "what is there left to say? how long are you going to put off telling them the Truth?" i sigh and open my mouth this time with confidence and knowing exactly what i am going to say. i quietly and cautiously let out the words "God is faithful and true." i hear whispers again. they couldnt hear me. i hear Him speak again. "are you ashamed of Me? tell them the Truth." i sigh and face the crowd again. i take a deep breath ready to proclaim the Truth. i close my eyes and yell as loud as i can, "GOD IS FAITHFUL AND TRUE! and i am NOT ashamed of it!!!!" confused looks snap me back into reality after a few seconds of silence. they were taken back by what i had to say. i dont sudder or run away as i expected myself to- after all i just made a complete fool of myself. but i am a fool for Him. i am not ashamed. i expected the awful feeling of emmbarassment but i have never felt better. im on fire for Him and i just sparked all of their lives. this is who i am and i will continue to yell the truth.
i am a fool for Christ. are you?
i love you.
love,
sara

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