cannot form words...

It is currently 8:26.

I have been up for almost 2 hours.

I have this paper due at 3:30.

I fell asleep with my laptop in my bed last night.

I'm tired.

My last day of school is tomorrow.

I have 4 finals.

I'll be home a week from today.

I think I'm about to fall asleep on my laptop again.





That pretty accurately describes my life right now.

Father Daughter Day

I love my dad.

My dad has 4 girls who adore him. My mom makes 5. 5 women who treasure his words and can get enough of him.
Have you ever been proud of a parent? Over spring break i went to work with my Dad. I met his colleagues. I saw his office. I shook some hands. I was proud to be his little girl.

What if I approached the throne of God that way? What i if I expected my Heavenly Father to show me around and see all He has accomplished and is still accomplishing? What if I watched as He reveals to me all that He did and is doing so that I can really live. Just like my dad at home. He works and provides. So does our Lord... and in big ways too.

I'd like it to be evident in my words and actions that I'm proud to be His little girl.

I am.
He is.
I AM.

I am not.
He still is.
I AM.

I wake. I eat. I run. I read. I listen. I walk. I drive. I talk. I stop. I smile. I remember. I cry. I wait.
He is.
I AM.

I do.
But He is.
I AM.

I love that He is. I love when I do not. I love when I am. And He always is.

This is when the fight begins. When we come to a realization that we CANNOT. Then, He can fully be. But what if it's not a fight. What if we see that we don't stand a chance. what if what's mine becomes His and my penny is put into a much larger bank account? Then what?

I am because He is I AM.