The Story of My Pants
In one day I:
-spilled coffee on my pants
-wiped my greasy fingers on my pants without thinking
-dripped grilled cheese sandwich cheese on my pants
-got an ink mark on my pants
-was cleaning out the refridgerator, throwing out a tuperware full of old hamburger helper, lost control of the dish, and dumped leftovers all over my pants.
It was not a good day for those pants. It was a good day however the night before when Katie said I could have those pants. Otherwise, I would have totally defaced my roommates nice brown slacks. Instead I defaced my own new nice brown slacks.
I'm gonna share something that happened to me that was very spiritually encouraging. Sunday I had to speak in front of the church to tell them about my mission trip and while I was speaking, I mentioned that I'd like for them to be praying for me that my faith would increase. I said I felt like all I was seeing was God not saving people and I really needed faith that God would work. After I sat down, Joshua Ayres came up to me and said, "You know, before you even said anything about your faith and God changing people, I thought 'Wow, God has changed this girl.' I remember you when you were a freshman and you are a completely different girl now. So I just wanted to remind you that God changed you." Its funny how we live an entire lifetime as ourselves and the things that happen to us typically are the most impacting things in our lives- yet we so easily forget what God has done in our own lives. We see what is happening or not happening with everyone else and forget that God has done a serious work in ourselves! God brought me from a pot-smoking, drug experimenting, booty-dancing, angry, depressed girl to the person I am today. I am by no means perfect now, not even close, but I've certainly come a long way. I'm not who I once was. Christ lives in me now. I was crucified with Christ. Now the life which I live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God who loved me and gave himself for me. (Gal 2:20) Neat stuff.