I realized the other day that I have been prayed for by literally more than 100 people in my lifetime, which to me is a big number.
And then the number 10 popped into my mind, and I felt like the Lord said that on any given day, I have at least 10 people mentioning me in their prayers.
I also finally realized that home really is not far away at all from A&M. I can’t keep my Christianity a secret unfortunately.
Being born again and trying to be in and of the world just does not work. I’m support raising to go on a Summer Project, and I hate that people are going to think I’m really religious, when what I want most is to be seen as normal, since I want a really successful career and to not be seen as someone with a list of don’ts, which my cousin and a few friends think of me as.
Why the hell should I worry about what man thinks about me? The only opinion that matters is God’s, and His ways are higher and better than my ways.
But anyways, back to writing my essay. Whoop.