♥ a woman on a mission to tell the world about Christ.
When women get harassed on the street, or at a bar, or on their walk home from work, do you know what we think? We wonder, am I going to get out of this safely? Am I going to walk away from this? Where are my keys if I need to stab someone in the eye? Are there people on the street? Will they hear me? Which way will I run? Solar Plexus, Instep, Nose, Groin… Does it disturb you that we think like this? That we have to think like this?
…regardless of where we live—here or overseas—our hearts should be consumed with making the glory of God known in all nations.
I’m really doubting right now if God really wanted to me be a teacher. For me, it’s easy. I went to school and received a bachelors in this field and I’m good at it. But now, right now, I don’t feel “fulfilled” in a sense. I don’t know if its the school I’m teacher at, the low pay, or my dreamer side begging to come out. Because in a dream world I would be embarking on an event planning business with one of my best friends. It hasn’t been until recently that I see people living that dream that I start doubting my career path. I’ve now let my “crafty” side out and I love you. It feels good. Something I feel worthwhile pursuing. But am I being too big of a dreamer, is reality escaping me? I don’t know. And I have no idea the solution. Nevertheless, these are my random thoughts.
Satan deceives people into thinking that the source of their misery is due to their circumstances and what is going on around them, but actually, the real trouble is due to what is going on inside them. When our focus is on God and His sovereignty, our attitudes begin to change.
Right now, I lay in bed protesting the idea of falling asleep. I feel as though every time I close my eyes I dream. My dreams are so good that I wake up mad at the fact that they were just a dream. My dreams have been my subconscious desires playing out. And the fact is, that pisses me off. The things I want the most, and have come to grips with not having, are the very dreams I’m having. So now I sit and let my mind wonder because I figure that’s better than waking up with a broken heart.