Four Girls, a Lion, a Candle and The Real World.

Okay, so what is worse, the fact I am writing in a blog that no one knows about, or the fact this is my third entree in two days?

Anyways. I sat on the floor, celebrating a year of being in the sisterhood. Its funny, I can remember this exact night last year. Its weird how things change. We all sat in the same spot as always. The candle made shadows that danced around the room, each bouncing off one another as if they knew the things we weren't saying. We talked about our hopes and goals for the next year. We talked about disappointments and fears that lurk within our hearts. Why do I have such a hard time opening up? Why is it easier for me to keep it in, keep the things I struggle with the most, hidden? I looked at each of the girls around me, and remembered all that we had been through. Joy and pain, heartbreaks, family problems, disappointments and failures. The four of us have been through basically everything, and here we were, and for the first time I didn't view us as the same high school girls living in a world of make believe. I saw us as women, for the first time. Is it possible four girls can change that much in the matter of 3 months, since we had the last sisterhood meeting? God brings change out of no where sometimes. He changes and restores. He fixes brokenness, while causes confusion. But within all the pain and doubts, it is only within the struggle do we find the answers we are looking for. Each of us are facing our own problems. Each of us, chose everyday whether or not to "drink the cup" that Jesus has given to us. I have never seen a vision of the real world as much as I did tonight. As I drove home, I thanked Jesus, because He reminded me of the struggle. He reminded me of that each time I question Him, it only presents an oppertunity for Him to answer me. While driving home, I stopped at a red light. It felt funny to be waiting at a red light at 1 in the morning. The road was empty. But still I waited. "Oh Praise Him" quietly hummed through my radio as I sat at the light. I closed my eyes, as I waited, and praised Him through the uncertainty that He has put before me.

"Turn your ear to heaven and hear the noise inside

The sound of angel's awe, the sound of angels songs

And all this for a King

We could join and sing

All to Christ our King."

Praising God in the midst of our waiting is hard to do. But before you know it, if you just keep waiting and keep praising: by the time you open your eyes, the light will be green.