My life sometimes looks like my sock drawer in my closet. If I forget to pair my socks together I always end up wearing a white sock with a striped orange one. Maybe that explains the reason why I choose sandals over tennis shoes.
I honestly wish I could say that I have my entire life together and that every aspect in it is more organized than the alphabet. My life is comprised of dysfunctional situations, confusing circumstances, mood swings that can be confused for bipolar disorder, and a sock drawer that apparently is in desperate need of organization. A few weeks ago, I sat around a bonfire in my sister's backyard with some of my closest friends, as they celebrated with me my college graduation. Some of them took the time to share some humbling and amazing comments regarding myself. Basically, they came to the conclusion that I'm the epitome of all things awesome. Duh! But really, in all seriousness, I am short, better yet shorter than shortness of being called great or inspiring. I am a girl who desperately wishes to have every single part of her life together and dreads making a mistake that everyone dropps their jaws to. I am prone to failure. And I have failed. I am prone to be spiritually weak. And I have been. I am prone to walk away from the God who offers me grace and forgiveness everyday. I am an absolute mess without the love and grace of my beloved Father. I am no where near inspiring, but simply a wretched sinner who strives and pleads for Jesus to hold her life together through his mercy and unconditional love. I want Him, no no, I NEED Him because without Him life looks messier than my sock drawer. And with that said, heres a video of one of my most recent favorite songs. I figured it goes perfect with this blog post.
P.S I think I may have developed a minor crush on the lead singer, despite his bright red pants. It's like he knows my soul.
