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I am free.

People. Life. Its a crazy ride. We as individuals have no contorl of what other people do or don't, but we often times forget that we're definitely in control of our own attitudes and our own actions. Why is that? We tend to give power to people over our emotions and actions, that's crazy.
For the past couple of months Gods been preparing my heart for something...something big. I had no idea what it was until it hit me...and boy did it hit hard.
What Im learning is that people will do what they want, and just because they are not doing what you're expecting them too doesn't mean they are the ones that are lost. I've realized that we as human beings tend to get so lost in what others are doing, and we forget about what we should be doing. What about love? What about perseverance? What about flexibility? yeahh...God's been showing me that none of that has been happening in my lfie.
So during this hard thing that I am dealing with, God's been quiet just like a teacher giving a test. Since He's been preparing my heart a few months back, it was finally time to apply and I got a big fat F. But thats the thing with God, we get second chances, always. We don't fail the class called "christianity," its simply another opprotunity to learn.
There has to come a time in your lfie when you let go of people and live freely to serve God. You love like you're supposed and the rest is up to Him! People will try to bring you down intentionally or not, but you are in contol, you have the power of the living God in you to stand up and move on. So what am I waiting for? Im free. Im free from the worries of this world. People will make their choices, so be it. I can try my best to help and guide, but I am in control of how it affects me. So I am free!

So guys when it seems like your talking to no one when you're praying, don't be fooled. God hears you, He's just putting you through a test and bringing you to your knees. My eyes have been opened and Im ready to start anew. because I am free.

this post is kind of all over the place....=) try to keep up!

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