Landmines

So looking through my pictures I have come across this one. The game of landmines. A large area filled with mines with nothing but a voice telling you where to go, which direction to face, where to step next. Its kinda like God, even though we can not see him, we can hear him. Hear his voice directing us, telling us what we shall do next. Could you imagine in this game in you decided to do you own thing? You would die from stepping on a land mine.
When God tells us things i know he knows exactly what hes talking about. But sometimes i think, maybe it would all be easier if you couldnt see but hear his voice, You would have to trust more, have more faith. Totally rely on God who would get you through no problem at all.

somethings missing......

well today as i sat at home all night and ate supper with the family and watched to game it hit me. something is missing. Ukraine... was the only word running through my mind. running through over and over again. I miss ukraine in ways i cant describe. i miss saying things in russian, hearing them tell me i need to go to their speach doctor and laughing with them. having three complete outfits to decide from for a month and a weeks straight. I miss that. I miss eating their bread and what they call mayo. How i long to go back. I would drop everything i have to go there again. my job, and get a student loan for school in the fall. how i want to go back. how empty it has made me feel. so weird.

so tired, so worn out.........

Well who ever thought that working full time with one day off a week would get to you? As much as I love my job im getting so tired. so worn out. It makes me sick but i keep going back everyday because i love the "regulars" who come in. I love talking to the air "fire fighter" pilots and telling them what you did in the morning or talk about the weather since its what they enjoy. I love that about work. The 9-10 hour days are getting to me though. I feel like im loosing energy but theres always something there when I need it. I thank God everyday for providing me with a job such as I have. I could ask for nothing better. Well that is what I have been feeling lately.

Mr. Casey

Well my friends. I am here to say that the blog I wrote about the young boy who was in the tractor fire is completley healed. He has no scar tissue at all. Thank you God for healing him and softening his heart towards you. I pray that you would help him Grow and see that the things of the past didnt happen because you wanted to hurt him AND that they werent his fault that it happened. He is completley healed and looks as good if not better than what he did look like before the accident! Thank you to those who helped fight the battle in prayer! like we learned this year in school... WE FIGHT FACE DOWN. that is so true.
am.i.