Who am I?
Some days I do not act like I am sure.
And some days I would like to pretend I do not know.
But every day I am certain of this: I am His. A beloved of my Father’s. He guides my purpose and loves me and you enough to send his son to the cross. I am alive because my sins were put to death, and I have decided to follow Him. I am chosen, royal, holy and His.
And I have decided to follow Him. I can tell you, it has not always been easy. I do not know that a Christian is ever promised this. But it has been good. So so good. And this is the next step God is asking me to take – to trust Him for the next year or so in the process and places of the World Race. I am excited… most days.
And with all of that said, because I ramble like a champ – a little insight into who I have learned I am (with some for the every day and some for the some days).
I am:
A daughter of the King.
& two great parents.
A sister to 5, Sis-in-law to 2, Aunt to 1.
An Army Brat.
Quick to laugh. And laugh loudly.
Loyal.
Analytical.
A recovering perfectionist.
Deeply passionate about friendships.
Quick to experience fleeting frustration and slow to look to anger.
A nurse (Unless I'm at youth group or with anyone trying a dangerous stunt).
Amanda, Man, Manders, Manny, Miss Amanda, Conner and Lil' Nugget : )
A fan of playing sports, reading, youth group, and coffee shops.
Terrible at saying, “no”.
Learning to rest.
Figuring out what matters most. Some things simply do not matter at all.
Experiencing God.
New.
Left-handed.
Sometimes cross.
Sincere.
Able to understand forgiveness better now.
Blown away that I get to do this.
And I am weak & so not ready for this.
(but I don’t have to be… because He’s strong and I’ve heard His promise to never leave me).
