A Little About Me and My Blog. He keeps calling me deeper. I find myself fixated on one longing in my heart. Thinking if I could just attain that one thing, God. He has more for me than this. I have so much for you.

Endless rain into a paper cup. Because this blog uses my old last name, I feel inclined to have a new blog. So, I made the brownies. The most delicious brownies ever. But oh, how they were fudgy and chewy and rich and just crispy on top and perfect. I had to restrain myself from eating a third one.

Monday, April 12, 2010. I want you to keep reading my blog but i am moving. Please now keep up with my blog at. Friday, January 22, 2010. But i am getting closer everyday. I am now only 43 days away! In the mean time i will be staring at these engagement pictures to help pass the time. Hope it works, i am really ready to get married. Wednesday, January 20, 2010. All in all, one fa.

With everything, with every breath, praise the Lord. Sweet Moments, First Steps. At a small company in Sa.

There has to be an off switch for my pity parties. I took two midterms today, and it literally mushed my brain.

The phone rings too early this morning. As I lethargically lay helpless in bed, I begin to toss back and forth. It still rings, I still ignore. The caller is relentless and I finally surrender. Will I stay and work here? Done with n.

Allowing Him to love me into wholeness. I am excited about the new adventure, but super bummed to be leaving the town home.

But you learn, my God do you learn. Monday, February 9, 2009. Sunday, November 16, 2008.

Tomorrow has not yet come. See their little hands with fingers tiny, small. Never to be beater, or else apart they fall. See these little feet with sweetest rosy toes. Never to be stood on, leave them free to go. Never to be screamed at, not what they are for. Their little mouths, so beautiful, expressing thoughts so. If we stop their wisdom nothing will get out.

But now, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and You are our potter; we are all the work of your hand. 8220;I NEED HELP IN HERE! 8221; The words rang from the room next door. 8221; echoes through the room. By this point my pod mate RN is plowing into the room with a crash cart. I hand off the ambu bag, rip open pacer pads and adhere him to his chest. Wow I finally was able to take a breath. An exciting night by ER nursing.