conversations with Jesus

So many things I want to say to you, Jesus, but not quite sure where to start.

I am impatient that you have not yet brought me a husband. I don't want a wishy-washy boyfriend. I want a man who loves Jesus and me and wants to spend his life with me. Don't worry, I've got the wishy-washy part covered, hands down. Heck, if he showed up at my door tomorrow, I probably wouldn't know what to do with him. But it would be nice to have a real-in-the-flesh man to spend time with and seek after You together. Not just made-up fantasies in my head. (Of course the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence...)

Enough of the 'poor me'.

Thanks for letting me go to back to camp! It's great to be around Your family, seeing old friends & meeting new ones. It's amazing how much SB2W feels like home again. Raking leaves and cleaning toilets was never so much fun. Roman Red forever! Although, I did meet a good Galatian (or two or three). Plus, You know how much I love Ultimate frisbee.

Help me to be more loving, Lord. I don't always see people through Your eyes. Please give me a servant's heart. Teach me to be humble. And patient. I have trouble with that. Because I want all these things now. I forget that Your timing is best. Help me to want the things You want.

*Your will above all else, my purpose remains
the art of losing myself,
in bringing You praise

Love, Your daughter

*from the inside out