"Let all that I am praise the Lord; may I never forget the good things he does for me. He forgives all my sins and heals all my diseases." -Psalm 103:2-3

I read this verse two times yesterday. First, in my Esther Bible Study by Beth Moore, Second, in my e-mail as a daily bible verse from the KLOVE radio station. I love it when that happens. I was urged to tell my story because of it, so I am going to... eventually.

Suprisingly... this is quiet hard. I can tell it quickly but I feel as if writing it is more difficult. Possibly because it's easy for me to say things without thinking about them but when you write you are forced to think about what you are writing.

It's really hard not to understand everything about your past. And what is so interesting is that I can talk to people about it comfortable... I can even help other girls who have been through the same stuff as I have... I have accepted the forgiveness from God. But for some reason my "past" still evidently has effects on my life, every single day! Funny how that works huh?

This may seem random but it's kind of like those "ABOUT ME" sections on profiles/facebook/blogs and such! Those are the hardest things in the world for me to fill out. What are we supposed to write? Typically what happens when people ask me to tell them about myself I end up telling them my whole past because I dont know what else to say. I haven't figured out what everything means yet; sometimes I wonder if I will ever really know. Because my attitude about my past is healthy (for the most part). I have forgiven the people who needed to be forgiven and let go of all anger and bitterness. So why does it still have it's effects? How long is it going to take before I can accurately fill out an "ABOUT ME" section on a profile...

There are very few people in the world who can tell me who I actually am. Possibly only two. Both their names start with "J." They know's who they are. I don't know why one of them really understands but he does. I wish he could just sit me down, explain to me who I am and what I'm supposed to do and then go on living normally.

And the other one could, but he just works in mysterious ways that are exhilerating but so frustrating at times. (*Cough*Jesus*Cough*)

Well, I'm going to a dentist appointment. This was a rambling mess and definately wasn't what I intended it to be but oh well.

GOOD LUCK FIGURING OUT THIS MESS OF WORDS ON A COMPUTER SCREEN. :) HAVE A NICE DAY!