Contentment & Correction on my last entry

I'm going to take a second to be honest- don't laugh too hard. I am actually this ditsy- I have been referring to February 14 as Single Awareness Day for about two weeks. When i first heard it, I thought, hey, that is so true. It does feel as though the whole world looks at you and makes sure to remind you that you are STILL single... While in class this afternoon, my instructor was nice enough to give his speech on Valentine's Day. He said he knew it was difficult for a lot of people who were single and mentioned that he knew the other name in referring to the infamous day. He proceeded to write it on the board and underlined the first letter of each word. Of course, everyone (except for clueless me) knew it spelled out SAD. I just want to clarify- i have referred to V-Day as SAD, but it was completely unintentional. Yet another reminder of speech being something that you need to pay close attention to...

Part II on Contentment

Last night, i wrote about being content with being single. Once again, i now realize that i referred to this day as being a sad one, but it really wasn't. English let out 45 minutes early. Lunch was kind of fun. I found a topic for my Genesis research paper. Was given a bag of Valentine's candy from a friend. Played racquet ball once again and came close to winning... Talked to Mom on the cell while in the fitness center. Simple way of explaining this- duck tape was definitely required. The situation needed fixing... I've been looking forward to the Passion Conference in Dallas for weeks! I heard all about the speakers and thought of how wonderful it was going to be to go with all the friends that i had invited. I washed dishes and cleaned and everything. i was excited and ready to go. i even gave my parents a week notice in begging for the $100 it would cost to go. $100 is a lot of money, but business is going well for my parents, so i didn't see it being a problem. My mom kept using that as the excuse of why she didn't want me to go. I knew that wasn't the truth, so, me being me, i asked for it. She started saying the weather was going to be bad and she didn't want me driving in it. She went on and on and on about any stupid excuse she could make up! Let's just say that my submission lesson was taken to a completely new level today. Instead of arguing my way into going (which i probably could have), i simply said "Ok. If you don't want me to go, i won't." That's what we left it at.

I know tomorrow i will be missing what has potential as being the best conference offered this year. I know many of my friends will be disappointed that i'm not going. I know they'll have lots of fun. I'm sure that i did the right thing. After exhibiting that act of submission, i started hitting the ball pretty hard still thinking about what i would be missing. I couldn't help but think of it... Eventually, it was shower time. I knew i shouldn't feel the way i did. I was trying to think of something to sing during the time that ensued. All kinds of songs passed through my head. I thought of the words of each of them. I even thought about "It is Well." That's what i wanted to say. It wasn't true for me at the time. I simply asked God for help. As the frustrating thoughts were going through my head, i thought about where my heart needed to be, yet wasn't. I wanted God to give me words to speak. He did. This is so not me, but a song that i've never heard came into my head. It stayed there and i developed it as i sang it. I went to Subway and wrote it all down. I don't write music, but it wasn't bad. My main prayer in that song was that God would make me content and help me say thanks. It felt so much better as i put it on paper. I hope that in some way, God is some how glorified by what is written on that sheet of paper in my journal. Maybe i'll decide not to be shy and share it one of these days... Long story short, ask (according to God's will) and you shall receive...