A Disclaimer for the few That Read

This is my newest blog, I've had many before... who knows how many to come.

I was reading some of my old blogs and noticed how un-important my "problems" really were. But at that moment, it was the most important problem in my life. But come to think of it, perhaps in five years, the things I write about in this blog will have the very same "bad taste in my mouth" and I will be embarrassed to know that I wrote it. So as I am just breaking the spine to my new "online journal" please know that this is just my life. Whatever goes on here, is what I think about and am not scared to share with you. This is all in my head, so don't allow it to offend or scare you and please for you best interest don't take it very seriously.

Lets start out with some facts:

Name- Emily

Age- 18

Birthday- May 22

School- Central Piedmont Community College

Current Residence- Monroe 

Living With- Parents and sister

Dreams- go on tour with a band, travel the world, get married, have children, meet my Jesus, graduate college                     and find out what I want to do with my life.

 

Starting out with this new blog, gives me a whole new perspective, I can decide where I want this to go. Should this be strictly for my writing? Or should I be able to tell you what is going on in my life? Should I let you know every gory detail about my latest zit? Or introduce you to my newest addiction? Where should I draw the line on this blog? I'm not sure if I can give you an answer, yet. But maybe in the near future. I can let you know that you don't have to worry about hearing about my zits, because, believe it or not I have more important things to think on, like why are my feet cold? and things like that. 

Just to warn you, I am random and in my writings you will see that no doubt. I am also sarcastic and can be quite dry at times. So please keep that in the back of your mind as well. 

Also! Keep all hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times, buckle up and enjoy the ride.

So that last line was cheesy, yes I know. I'm sorry, I will try to refrain from ever saying that again. Please don't hold it against me.

Can I interest you in my life?

(oh yes please! I'd love to hear)

So my life, is very average. Except I know some people in a few bands and really like art. Today was a rainy day, and I am practically sucking the fumes of the floor of my gas tank. Never the less I still wake up in the morning and go to school.

I was on my front porch today, wrapped up in my amazing pink blanket and just thinking... I've been doing this a lot lately. Just thinking. About everything basically... my current relationships and where I want them to go, why I have broken off other friendships, school, stressing myself out with having no money, debating on waking up the next morning just because life can be so testy.

Then I hear this beautiful chirp, and then another, then two more followed by a higher chirp and a lower chirp. I look up into the trees and see birds, I think to myself... its raining! Why would the birds be out on such a sleepy day? Why are they singing today? There is no reason to be cheerful. And then I started thinking about how they don't have to worry about anything! They have an endless amount of food, they have friends, they don't have to worry about buying things... their biggest concern is the hawk that lives in my back yard. I wish I could be carefree like a bird. Not careless, but carefree... and I know that I can if I could just give up my problems. God probably laughs at me daily, just like I laughed at my old bloggings. To think that if I could swallow my pride and give everything up to Him, He would surely take care of it. Money for gas, new tires, an oil change, some good study time for my test, more energy to go through out the day on, even a new job. 

We are told to not worry about tomorrow, and to not fret over what we will eat or drink. God has provided and will provide for me and you, if only we are able to give it up and let God take control. This is my current problem, allowing God to help me. I want to be so independent, that I don't want to ask for help, but my independence really is a pride, that I need to rid myself of. I should really start praying more often, and trusting God, but sometimes its just so hard to trust in something you can't see.