Every Post From My Myspace Blog...Long, But Worth Reading

So, this is kind of like the "Best of My Myspace Blog," oldest to newest.
21 July, 2006--Great News Everyone!!! So, as you all know, upon opening this blog, I was unsure as to what to use it as. A diary, a journal, I couldn't decide! But, a dear friend of mine, Bryce read some of my thoughts on the inner beauty of women, and said (and I quote) "thanks for both your e-mails. I am afraid my meek reply will not do them justice but they were both excellent! have you blogged those or sent them out in bulletins?? You really should they are inspired for sure! Thank you for your insight. *hugs* Bryce" and through his words he encouraged me to encourage others. So, how do I begin? I'm not at all sure.


24 July, 2006--True Beauty....Girls Have it Rough! Current mood: sleepy
Aloha everyone! No, I'm not in Hawaii, and I don't want to be. Actually, right now, I'm torn between sleep, and myspace.com. I'm sure almost everyone knows about the blackout their data center had for god-only-knows how many hours yesterday (the 23rd, for those who forgot the date), so, now that I'm on, I don't want to get off, but that's straying from the subject. This is another God-inspired, Bryce said I should (I know, if Bryce said I should jump off a cliff, would I? Answer, yes. If I had all the proper equipment for bungee jumping. If not, no.), blog entry. There may be some more that sound like this, but haven't been given an opinion on by Bryce, so, other people's opinions are NOT really that important to me, I just had honestly never thought of posting prior to his saying, "You should think about that." Anyway, the original bulletin (Bryce's) is first, then my reply. I think I liked this one better, but, it's hard to say. Hope it inspires some good thoughts in y'all, God bless, and good night!Always in Christ,Gabs =)*******************************************************---------------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Coolfield Date: Jul 19, 2006 7:27 PM Ok this may be weird because I'm a guy and what do I know. This could end up being a very short devotional or long, lets see where the spirit leads. So the following is for all the young girls, ladies, women. It breaks my heart to see beautiful women out there thinking they are not beautiful because of what our society portrays as beauty. No matter what size or shape, you are beautiful. God cannot take his eyes off you. He is overjoyed at your smile, that is right, you have the ability to bring joy to God, how amazing is that. The cool thing about that is you don't need to do anything to deserve it. So many times I hear girls say things like "they will like me if..." or "if only I looked like her". The great thing is God is astounded at you PERIOD! There is nothing that could ever make him love you more, nothing you could do. Never feel you need to compromise yourself in anyway to please someone, no one deserves it, you are a gift to be treasured. You are more beautiful than rubies, the sparkle in your eye, the shine of your smile shines brighter and brings joy to the heart of God and of man. Your laugh resounds with the angels in heaven praising God and bringing joy to all around you. You are definatley not mediocre. You are created in the image of God, God is perfect therefore you are perfect. There are no mistakes here, he didn't give you the wrong body type, the wrong voice, you are incredible. I have seen so many beautiful girls that think they aren't good enough because they don't look like all these airbrushed, skinny "beauties" on the cover of magazine. They feel that if they can just look as "beautiful" as them they will be happy. I found an interesting quote from Kim Alexis "A lot of people think beauty is a free ticket to happiness. It's not." This is a woman who was idolized by millions, considered one of the most beautiful women in the world, and she is saying that it doesn't bring happiness. Well what does? Realize that you are fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14). Now this is a call to my brothers. Be a man, control yourself so you don't cause your sisters to fall. Your friends who are girls and your girlfriends are jewels to be prized. Protect them. Remember they are God's daughter, never take that for granted. Please, from the bottom of my heart, affirm them, let them know how beautiful they are.
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Re: True Beauty...Girls Have It Rough!!That, Bryce, was beautiful! You may also want to add for woman and young woman alike everywhere to think about this thought, and if it's too long, feel free to edit it, or even delete it if you wish, just remember that I was VERY tired upon writing this-- You are God's DAUGHTER. Created in HIS image. Jesus is the King of Kings, he is also God the Son. Add those two together, and you get informed that YOU are the DAUGHTER of a KING. That would make you a PRINCESS, and if you've accepted Christ as your Saviour, you have a crown waiting for you in heaven. But just because you have a crown waiting for you, doesn't mean that you can still "poor me" yourself that you don't have a body part like "so-and-so's," or you don't have people flocking to you saying what a great smile you have, or whatever. This coming from a female who's been in what felt like the "cess pool of life," I thought I was so ugly, that no guy would ever want to date me, or marry me, or that one would even look my way twice! I wondered what the point of thinking about my wedding was, if guys weren't paying any attention to me. Until I came across some book or other (I'm always reading something, so I don't know what book it was, it could've been about the ideal wife in Proverbs 31, or "Beautiful in God's Eyes" by Elizabeth George, "Celebrating the Inner Beauty of Woman" by Janette Oke, or any other book) and something "clicked" in me, and as I was walking by a mirror in my house one day, I paused, and really looked at myself, and I stopped looking at what someone from Vogue Magazine, or some other modeling agency would see, and I took a look through God's eyes, and I had to agree with the title of Elizabeth George's book "Beautiful in God's Eyes". I'm not vain, and I don't spend hours in front of a mirror, but I did try to see myself as God does, and for once, well, maybe you should take a look through God's eyes, and see what He sees. This is what I saw--Yeah, I have a major underbite, but a friendly smile. My brown eyes always seem to have some little bit of joy mixed with a smile in them, and my brown hair looks like it belongs in a Nutriesse Garnier commercial for their "Normal Hair" products, even though I'm usually wearing it up and out of the way. I'm not THAT short, at five feet, four and a half inches, I've seen a bunch of shorter people, and for once, I really looked at my weight. Maybe to a nutritionist I'm a bit overweight, yes, my body has some fat on it. But I know that muscle weighs more than fat, and I have quite a bit of muscle on me. Also, in the past years, I've actually tried to GAIN weight. Not by binging on doughnuts, but to workout with weights, and gain muscle. Why? Muscle burns fat (even while you sleep!), makes you look slimmer, and does NOT actually have that "bulky" look that you see some women have. Then, I looked at my clothes, and for once I saw a size that I was proud to own! In the past, well, I won't go into that, but, I will say that I was happy with the way I was. Then, it really dawned on me that I am a child of God, and what's on the outside, yeah, it's nice to look nice, but that's not going to last. You can only get by on looks for so long, and then that's it. People aren't going to want to be around you. If you really want to improve yourself both internally and externally (on the outside), then work out with weights (for a good book with a good plan, I recommend "Toning for Teens: The 20-minute workout plan that makes you Look Good and Feel Great!" look at your library for it, and you can check it out for three weeks at a time), eat a healthy diet, and really look at what's inside. Ask God to show you where you need to improve, both inside and out. As for books on self-improvement, start with the bible, and go from there. I have a copy of "For Such A Time As This" by Lisa Ryan, that I would be happy to turn into a chapter-by-chapter story for all females (There's a warning in the book that says the males most likely won't "Get It"), as I only own one copy of the book, I can send each chapter to Bryce, and he can post it or e-mail it out to all females on his mailing list at his own sweet will. It's up to him. Another good book, by Bruce Wilkinson, is "Prayer of Jabez," not geared toward one gender, it's a good book. Note: Before you run to the nearest bookstore to buy them out, go to the library!! Search by subject, and you should find that http://www.saclibrarycatalog.org has a nice list of books geared toward young people. In fact the Rancho Cordova library is where I found the bible that I would later look for at Wal-Mart, find, and buy. Oh, other nice books that helped me along were by Michael W. Smith, "It's Time to Be Bold" and "Friends are Friends Forever", really just a lot of the books in the "Christian--Religion" section. Great part, if they don't have the book you want, and it's at another library, request that they send it to your local library. Always in Christ, Gabriella Martini =)

How do you Hurt? Current mood: tired
Okay, so to explain this to everyone, a dear friend of mine, Bryce, sent to all of his friends a bulletin with his thoughts of "How Do You Hurt?" I responded to it, and that is what is pasted below. I originally didn't think that my thoughts were that important, but Bryce said they were "excellent" (I don't wish to sound like I'm bragging), and that I should post them. So, with such an open and honest opinion of the thoughts inside my head, I decided that I should post. So, Love to All, and Bryce's Bulletin is first, and then my reply is below that so you'll understand what's going on. I hope and pray that you get something out of this, even if it's just a smile!Always in Christ,Gabs =)
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From: Coolfield Date: Jul 19, 2006 7:14 PM This is something that is always on my heart and I need to get it out sometimes. This world is really hard to live in. Depression runs rampant all over the place. I encounter kids every day that put on a fake smile and say everything is ok but I can almost gaurantee they go home and cry themselves to sleep daily. I mean I have been one of those kids, I still am at times... Let's face it life isn't easy for anyone these days. There is so much stuff that happens that tugs us in every direction asking for our attention, telling us what is important what isn't. Sometimes we just walk around in this half comatose state, smile on our face but screaming out inside for someone to come help. All we need sometimes is just one person to give us a hug or tell us that they care about us. We just need to know that we are important to someone. If I am the only one that has ever felt this way that makes me happy, because it is not a fun way to feel. Based on what I heard last week at camp I am not alone in this. There is sooooooooo much pain in this world. I don't know why we do this but we feel we need to mask it. People try to forget the pain through drugs, sex, joking whatever. You guys that is not good, we need to deal with this stuff if we are ever going to get passed it. I can't even imagine some of the stuff you guys have had to deal with in your lives but I do want to hear about it. I know there are hurting people out there that just need to be heard. Well I want to hear your story, your story is important, you are important, you have worth NEVER think otherwise. I am sorry if people have told you that you don't but you do, I can be sure of that. Maybe no one will respond to this, maybe 100 people will, regardless I will reply to whoever replies to this. I know your hurting, I am hear to listen. <3>
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Re: How do you Hurt??I have a totally radical idea for all those who hurt. Inside, outside, I've been there too. But the important part is that when you do hurt, if you reach out to someone else in their hurt, and make someone else happy, you help yourself. Somewhere in the bible it says "Who he refreshes others will himself be refreshed." That's a nice little "splash of joy" don't ya think? =) I'm a Barbara Johnson fan, and through her literature, I have learned to take life as it comes, and grow through the things that life throws at me. As a Martini, I come out a little shaken sometimes, maybe a little stirred (no pun intended, and that, is how I "use alcohol"--so to speak--to lighten my load =) It's a good thing my last name isn't vodka, or Budweiser or something weird!) I'm kinda tired right now, so it's hard to explain, but anyway, I was thinking that perhaps some of the younguns in the youth group would like to create a bunch of cards sometime, (this is just an idea, mind you) and basically make them like, little "rays of sunshine" for those in the church or youth group who find themselves under a gray cloud that won't go away! Personally, I think paper would be better, because, yes, e-cards are nice, but a little impersonal, although many a times, are more convenient, but still, more impersonal. I think that what is more nice is that piece of paper that someone created from off the top of their head with the words "HUMOR IS TO LIFE WHAT SHOCK ABSORBERS ARE TO AUTOMOBILES!" on the front, and you open it up and it says "I'm sorry to hear about the hard times you're going through. I'm praying for you, and hope that during this time, you can still find something to laugh about, even if it is a really small thing. Always in Christ, Me" With "Me" being whoever created the card of course. But I just realized that I totally evaded the question in the subject line. "How do I Hurt?" I usually cry and pray a little, maybe lie down on my bed and take a cat nap to see if the issue at hand is worth more tears and time crying over, find something to laugh about, and run over the list of people in my mind of who I might be able to call last second to see how they're doing and what they're up to. Who knows? My call may be just what THEY need to perk them up! Anyway, for now, I'm off. You may respond if you wish. I'm on here about once a day since they brought back the Lunch Buffet at my RTP (yah!). Take Care, God Bless, Good night, and Always in Christ, Gabriella Martini =)

27 July, 2006--
A Tear-Filled Day Current mood: indescribable
Today has been a day like no other. Truly. It has been a very tear-filled day. First I had some guy in a mini-van write on a paper "I THINK YOU ARE PRETTY" and hold it out the window for me to see. I was expecting to be asked for my phone number. Something I don't recall ever happening to me before. I thought it was sweet, I mean, as a female friend of mine said about it, "what girl wouldn't like that?" Especially one in a sweat-filled green polo, a ballcap, sneakers, and her regular crew pants rolled up to the knees. Oh, and let's not forget my shaker sign hanging around my neck as I sung out loud to myself (with no music), tried to dance like no one was watching, and occasionally just laughing as I tried to write in my little journal that I had stowed away in my back pocket (and for that matter should have left there!), drink some of my fruit water, or found something that amused me. Needless to say, that piece of paper made me laugh till I cried. It was a drink of some pure laughter that I needed! And who doesn't need more laughter? Then later on, my mood went a little moody on me, when some true things that I needed to re-learn were re-taught to me through places I never would have thought them to show up, and being "learnt" them through such a different location surprised me, and sent me on my knees before God, crying and asking for Him to forgive me. He did, and now I have a bunch of things to think and pray about, and my heart feels like it is in a state of "Okay God, so what does 'He' look like? You know, the 'One'? What are his priorities, his qualities? Is he a Christian already? You know what I want, so is he a strong one at that, willing to take the lead? Can he deal with my epilepsy? How many kids does he want? So God, where is he? Since the end of one thing means the beginning of another, where's 'He' at? What color are his eyes? Dark brown and mysterious, regular brown, baby blue with a hint of joy, and a smile lurking at the corners of his mouth, enchanting green?? His hair? What's it like? How tall is he? Can I wear heels around him? Is he fun and funny, does he want to learn how to dance? All around, would I consider him good looking, and want to throw my arms around him every time I see him?" I'm questioning God like a little kid would, and like I was before I started dating. Only now I know that just because you love someone doesn't make them the right one. They have to fall under God's guidelines--then all those little things like eye and hair color are a toss up. For all you know, your "one" could be willing to die their hair purple, with red, yellow, black, and white streaks, while you keep yours the boring color you came with when you were born. God only knows. God bless, and good night everybody.

The Best Moment of my Short Career (Is three years short?)!!!! Current mood: ecstatic
So, I was at work, on my way to shake my sign on the corner, and on the way I dropped a note to a friend in the mailbox, and continued on my way. So I must note that sometimes while shaking my sign, I have gardeners, that look at me and smile, and I just kind of smile back, because I'm not THAT impressed, but this moment, THIS MOMENT, was the BEST, as you will see.So, like I said, I was doing my job, and this minivan makes a left turn in front of me, and this guy starts to hold a piece of paper up and out the window with some words on it, which, for whatever reason, I was expecting the paper to say "CAN I HAVE YOUR PHONE NUMBER?" But, it was even BETTER than THAT. It said:"I THINK YOU ARE PRETTY"That, was different than usual, and I thought it was very nice, so I smiled and waved back, and watched as they continued on their way, then it DAWNED on me, what had just happened--I HAVE ADORING FANS!!! Then I BUSTED UP LAUGHING!!! Seriously, I was laughing so hard that I was crying, and that totally made my day!!! And no, for inquiring minds, I didn't get to see what he looked like. So I have no idea if my adoring fan is young, old, white, black, etcetera. It was great, so I thought I'd share. And maybe make someone else's day as fun as mine was.In Christ,Gabs =)

28 July, 2006--The power of a piece of paper... Current mood: happy
No, I'm not talking about yesterday's surprise piece of paper. But there is no comparison between that one and the one I got today. They're two different pieces of paper. Which isn't bad, since they both were splashes of joy in my life. I don't know if today's was anything to really "WOW!" at. My boss handed me my paycheck after I asked, and then as I was about to leave to go wait for my mom, my boss called me back in and I came back in, ready to tiredly agree to working on Saturday, while in my "TGIF" mood. But she didn't ask. Instead, I walked back into the office, and was handed a piece of paper that looked like a certificate with my name on it, and a little blue box (NOT from Tiffany's, my company is too cheap for THAT), and that was when I realized that the paper WAS a certificate, officially proclaiming me employee of the month. For which month, I don't know, but it did look pretty. And as I removed the previous month's employee's certificate from the frame, I had that uncomfortable comparison feeling as a voice inside my head said "Well done good and faithful employee." "What's good about it?" I thought? "It just means that I worked hard enough. This is a piece of paper. It can be burnt up, age will get at it. Heaven is where my real treasures are." I thought about my day out on my corner, it was kind of boring. I had a co-worker outside with me, but she was up by the store, while I was on my usual corner. I couldn't come up with any songs to sing, and I felt tired. I'd decided that, if he'd let me, I'd borrow my younger brother's iPod. Or if he said no, I'd jokingly tell him, "You COULD get me an early birthday present, ya know. I've been wanting an iPod...hint, hint." Then I thought about it, and decided that if my brother said no to my borrowing it, then I'd go buy my own. I didn't know how I'd afford it, but I'd get my own. Maybe a small one. After I'd put my certificate in its frame, right-side up, and hung it on the wall, I actually looked at the little blue box. No, it wasn't an iPod, but it showed that God is really in tune with our wants and our needs. The little blue box held an MP3 Digital Music Player, WITH a Flash Disk (which I think means one of those little portable hard drives that you can put on your keychain and plug into those ports on the front of your computer). I went back into the office to hand my manager the other guy's certificate, to put into his file, or give to him, and told her how God had used her to answer my prayers, and I said thank you. Because I was really wanting one. She said that was rad. I had to agree, while inward, I was jumping for joy, and saying "Thank you, thank you, thank you God!!!" Later, I found out that the capacity on the MP3 player is not very big, only 128mb, but, it's enough to get me by while I'm shaking my sign. I've already put some music on it, and it's currently holding about 28 songs, so, yeah, I think that's enough to do what I need one to do. Personally, I always thought that an iPod was a little much for people who were just going jogging, or walking. And I don't think I'd have looked twice at this one as it doesn't look like my "type", as I'd predetermined that my "type" of music player was an iPod. Well, just goes to show how God gives us what we NEED rather than what we want. But if we're in tune with God's will, than what looks to be the basic can fulfill our NEED. Good night everybody!!! If any of my newer friends read this, then welcome to my group, and I'm sorry I didn't acknowledge you before. God bless, have a good night.Always and Forever,Me =)

24 September, 2006--Apparently, for me, Yahtzee, Milk, and cookie dough just don't go together. Just ask my friends, Beau, Rhonda, Dana, and Amanda. We got together after church today, just to hang out and have a good time, a little "R&R" if you will, after a very busy week for us all. We ate lunch together, and then decided to play a game. Beau went to choose a game, and Yahtzee was the game of choice, Amanda rested with her injured leg up on a chair, Dana and I made the cookie dough, and Rhonda loaded the dishwasher with the dishes from our lunch, and turned it on. Chocolate chip cookie dough (mmmmm!!!! =) was made, milk and cups set up, the game was set up, spoons were supplied, and everyone started digging into the cookie dough, as the first game of Yahtzee was started. I had just finished my turn, and was going to refill my spoon, when I accidentally knocked over my cup. Bravo for me! I cleaned it up, and absent-mindedly remarked that "if this keeps up, I'm going to need a sippy cup." Amanda and I switched seats so she could put up her foot on a rest beneath the table. Rhonda asked me if I'd like to borrow a pair a sweats, since my pants were pretty wet, as a large portion of my milk had landed in my lap. I said no thank you, and the game continued. I refilled my cup again (half-way ONLY, so I wouldn't make too big of a spill if anything should happen to it again) and just after switching seats, Rhonda knocked over my milk! Right into my lap AGAIN!!! But, I busted up laughing! What else was a girl to do? "It's a good thing I DIDN'T borrow those sweats, Rhonda." I said, laughing out loud that the SAME thing had happened, as I got up to look and see what kind of wide-based cup was in their cabinets. I found an insulated coffee cup with a lid on it, and brought that down. Beau asked what it was for, and I said "So I don't spill anymore milk!" Everyone laughed, and life went on. But you know, the whole thing reminded me of how life works out sometimes. We think things will go one way, and unbeknownst to us, just a little ways down the line, our milk will spill into our lap and go everywhere. Maybe not once, but twice! It can be hard to deal with at times. But with the right friends and supporters in our lives, God makes all things work together for our good, and he makes all things bearable. But, if there's one thing that we need to remember, it's those people in our lives who do the things that many of us just weren't built to do. The fire fighters, the police men (and women), the pastors, and the youth pastors. Fire fighters risk their lives going into burning buildings and buildings that are collapsing. Cops go into situations that could prove dangerous for their lives as well, the speeding drunk driver chase, or the armed robberies. Pastors and Youth Pastors jobs maybe don't look to have jobs that are so difficult, but they have their trials and tribulations as well. The pastor walks into his office to counsel the couple whose marriage is collapsing before their eyes, and says the last rights at the funeral of his best friend's child, who was killed in a drunk driving accident, when he went to a party and drank too much. The youth pastor (I'm not saying it's easier for the pastor, I'm just looking at life from my youngster point of view) probably has a harder job than the pastor in that, what he says and does will shape the young lives who attend his class on a daily basis. The youth pastor teaches his students that they DO mean something to someone, and how important they are. He teaches them to stand stong in the midst of temptation, that they are truly beautiful from the inside out, and that money can't buy happiness. He gives, and gives, and gives, out of his love for his students, wanting to keep them out of the backseats of the cop cars, and the pastor's office. He wants to keep them from being the body of the child in the coffin whom the epitaph (sp?) is being said for. He gives all he has, pouring out his love on his students, and wakes up one day, feeling like he's been stripped of everything. And maybe he has, if the church whom he is pouring his time into is not supporting him as they ought to be. That being said, I know that it was God who led me to these verses in 1 Thessalonians 4:18, "Therefore encourage each other with these words." and 1 Thessalonians 5:11-13, "Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing. Now we ask you brothers, to respect those who work hard among you, who are over you in the Lord and who admonish you. Hold them in the highest regard in love because of their work. Live in peace with each other." I absolutely LOVE the ideas presented here, to ENCOURAGE and BUILD each other UP!!! That means telling the firefighters (in my case, I have to include the EMTs in that) "Thank you," more often, when they come to pick me up from a public place after I've had a seizure. =) The cops should also be thanked, even if they're in a public place enjoying their lunch. As for the pastor and youth pastor, well, that's why Martini Ink (a.k.a. MartinInk, or my "brand" of greeting cards =), Hallmark, and American Greetings exist. Or, bake them a batch of cookies, personally tell them thank you, get them a small gift of appreciation. Do something to let them know they ARE appreciated, and that they DO mean something. Trust me, they'll appreciate just being thought of...as will anyone else for that matter. =)

30 October, 2006--I'm MUST Clear My Mind...I'm SOOO Tired Of This!!! Category: Romance and Relationships
NOTE: This is aimed more at the guys than the girls, but I think everyone will benefit from it.
I am NOT going to lower my standards for ANYONE!!! I am TIRED of being "examined" by guys on trains (I can't drive, so if I don't wish to travel by parents, I go via public transportation), buses, at school, in stores, and almost everywhere I go (except church, thank you God!) as though I were a piece of meat waiting to be devoured!!
I am a fair maiden, (my hair IS brunette, but whatever) I am worth waiting for, and if you can't handle that, then I have a few words to say to you, and they are quite fitting to the occasion...So LONG, FAREWELL, AUF WEIDERSEIN, and GOOD-BYE!
I am currently truly interested in one man, and one man only. My husband. He may or may not be in my life yet, and that's fine if he's not. If he is, then "Hi, Sweetie! I love you!" =). (I'm such a dork sometimes =) At any rate (I feel so much like bursting into laughter right now), currently...hahahhahahaha...Anyways, I know that I am ultimately preparing myself for the ultimate marriage when I go to meet my savior. Until then, if God sees fit, He can bring a man into my life. I know that in the meantime, He's preparing me for whatever He's got planned, and I'm totally cool with that. I'm enjoying every minute of God's writing of my story. It's sooo much easier, having Him write it, and me just copy it down in my journals, then trying to write it myself. And each little unique detail...OH!!! I LOVE IT!!! =) (I wanna laugh again) hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Life is good, but God is so much better. Get with God, He'll write you a program all your own, specialized to fit your needs. Yeah, I still do have questions about what my husband will be like, as far as understanding my "preexisting condition" (epilepsy) and all, but they're stupid questions to worry about, and so I don't. I know that whether or not God brings a man into my life who knows first aid for a seizure is nothing compared to whether or not that same man loves Jesus, and is "America's Next Top Model" in character, at least, in that he models the Perfect Gentleman (Jesus) in every way. The first aid for a seizure can be taught in a minute, even while the seizure is happening, so that can wait. But knowing how to be as much like Jesus Christ as possible, that truly takes a lifetime, (and then some) to be taught, and so knowing as much as you can be taught up to point "A" in your life is a big thing, and should not be held back.
Wow. I feel SOOOO much better for having said those things!! Post away if you have comments or kudos! Ciao!Always in Christ,Gabriella =)

15 June, 2007--Wow...Conversating with God
It's always interesting having a conversation with God. I was walking, praying, but I probably looked like a crazy woman as I walked down the sidewalk, actually talking to what looked like no one, when a cool breeze blew over me. I looked up at the sky, giving God a smile, "Thanks, that felt nice, it's kinda warm out here." I said. "Blessing number 1...Blessing number 2...Thank you that I won't be being tortured tomorrow, I mean, working." I looked up, smiling again. Sure that God was enjoying our conversations as much as I was. But it got me thinking. Just that conversation was a blessing. It got me to thinking. After Adam and Eve had to leave the garden of Eden, could they still approach God? Did they have that assurance of "I will remember their sins no more, as far as the east is from the west"? Or were they forever removed from God's presence? It made me wonder, and I was very blessed in that moment, as I walked up to the place where my other errand was.