Amazing Love

Have you ever woken up and realized you were right where you are supposed to be? Lately, I've had this sense of belonging. Its like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. Life has its ups and downs, but suddenly the bumps in the road are a lot easier to take. You know what I mean? Like no matter what happens I know I'll get through it. It is such an amazing feeling.I mean, why wouldn't I feel great about life? I have an amazing family and great friends. In about a week I'll be moving into a gorgeous house with 5 of the greatest girls I know! Thanks to my recent major change, even fall classes can't bring me down! I am so blessed!!

This past Sunday, I went to church and heard one of the greatest sermons I had heard in a while. Gary Thomas, a guest speaker filling in for Dr. Young, preached. He is absolutely amazing. I always enjoy his sermons, but this one was on an entire different level. The sermon was based on mercy. He said that everyone needs God's mercy and we are kidding ourselves if we think otherwise. Sermons like this remind me of God's amazing love. God takes mercy upon us despite our flaws and despite our sins. If we could all love even a tiny bit like God, the world would be a completely different place. Gary ended his sermon with a story about a disabled boy and his father. The boy was so severely disabled that he couldn't talk. To communicate, the boy would use a machine that would type out what he wanted to say. (Sorry, I don't know the specifics) The boy wanted to run in a race benefitting a friend of his from his school. The father, a self proclaimed couch potato, knew that for his son to participate, he would have to push him in his wheelchair. Lovingly, the father pushed his son through the entire race. At the end of the day, the son told his father participating in the race was the first time in his life he hadn't felt disabled. This touched the father. He decided from that day on him and his son would compete in marathons. They competed in several marathons together, when the father decided they would start competing in IRON MAN TRIATHLONS (swimming, biking, AND running!!). Can you imagine?! This man pulled, pedaled, and pushed his son for miles just so that his son could feel "normal". At the end, we watched a video of the father/son team. Let me tell you, I was seriously holding back tears. I can't imagine such a deep love. The father did so much for his son all in the name of love. Gary ended the sermon by saying, "Just as that boy needed his father to cross the finish line, so do we". Those words have really stuck in my mind.

I know my little summary of his sermon didn't do it justice at all. Different people get different things out of sermons. That being said, this was just what I, personally, took from it. t blog without the excitement of Paris


This was my first blog in FOREVER!!! It was also my first blog in which I didn't write about my exciting, Parisian life. Sorry if you guys were totally bored! I promise I will get better at this! :] Until then, stick with me!! ;)

XOXO