Looking Back...

I know I'm a horrible person because I haven't written here in over a year, but I'll try to change that. :) I look back at my last post and shake my head that I was going on about a guy I didn't even date for a month and I realize my priorities have changed so much lately. I realized that I am so self centered, always thinking about me, always with my best interest in mind. But that's not how life should be, a person should be so full of the Love of Christ that it pours out in their life. That they think constantly about others, pouring out their time, money and love so that others can feel the love of Christ too.
Now I'll be the first to admit that I am not a loving selfless person, and that's my biggest problem, I'm too full of myself. But I thank God everyday that He's not done with me yet, and maybe someday people won't see me, but when they look at me they will see Jesus Christ shining through my life. That is my biggest hope for the future. Until Then I'm learning to die a little more each day, and maybe someday I'll be gone completely and Christ will be all that's left...

The Moving Brigade

So I totally got shanghaied into the moving brigade. You wouldn't think it would be that hard to move my aunt and uncle across town, but you must take into account small children and a flight of stairs. Of course the day did have some highlights, like throwing the kids mattresses off the balcony and talking to my brother on the phone while I'm supposed to be arranging the van. Then there were some low points to, like trying to fit myself in the van (which Uncle Steve and Bob loaded) where there was not enough space for my person to fit. I guess they made a Bob sized hole when they needed to make a Courtney sized hole which needs leg room. Another low point was when I had four small people looking up at me wondering what was for a snack when the entire kitchen had already been packed, just my luck. But all in all I survived with minimal injuries and they fed us, so I really can't complain. After all who in their right mind volunteers to feed three teenagers? So with a little wailing and gnashing of teeth we got them moved. We deserve a pat on the back.

Second Home

I been thinking and I went back and read a couple of my old posts. Funny thing is I found myself in the same place I was then. Its strange how life works like that isn't it?