Why do we try so hard to please others?
You know when you're in love, and that special person just 100% totally consumes your mind? You want to be with them all the time, and you're willing to do freakin' crazy things. Sometimes when we're in love, we try so hard to make that person happy or to assure that he / she has reciprocating feelings that we get all messed up and don't even act like ourselves. When you're that self conscious, does that mean the love you feel has become unhealthy? Or that you're just truly in love?
Just a pointless question in my brain.
The real enlightening thought I wanted to share is related, but much more important. Another thought derived from a point Chan made in "Crazy Love"...If I were to fall madly in love enough with Jesus that He was all I thought about, all I wanted to be about... my life would be so much more fulfilling and content. Not only would my psycho actions of love end up helping me and everyone around me, but I'd have no need to reassure myself of God's love over and over again. He's already made the ultimate sacrifice. Talk about the greatest love story of all times. Lately, I've been praying that God will help me to fall madly in love with Him... more in love with HIM, the almighty Ruler of the Universe, than I've ever been with any human person. It should be easy considering everything He's done for me, but once again I'm ignorant and naive. Story of my life. :)
I got to visit a LOT of family over the past week :)
We went to a family reunion in Kinston, Alabama...ever heard of it? Me neither, until last week. Hahah it was so great I had never met anyone there except my immediate family. Then I got to visit my favorite cousins in Huntsville and see their production of "The King and I" which was rockin. Now I'm back at home to finish up my college gathering...only 15 days until I move in :) I am so excited to get there and start my new life at Samford. My roomate, Emma, seems amazing...no that doesn't even cover it. I can definitely see a beautiful friendship in the making.
Time for bed...this has been the longest, most draining seven days of my life.
Mostly good, just long.
I think it may be about time for me to start sharing this site with others...hmmm
Always,
Rachel




