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a tough week

This week has been full of the blessing of feeling the Holy Spirit pierce my heart. Sounds odd? Well, in youth group we are reading through the Gospel of John and this week we read John 12. I try to study the chapter before the meeting, so the translating issue is easier. But this week was tough. What do we do when verses confuse us? When they seem out of place? When they convict us? So this week, I walked, worked, and talked to friends, and yet inside I felt the Holy Spirit commanding me to look at my life and see it for what it really is. Am I truly so in love with God that all else seems like rubbish? Someday when I get married (God willing of course), I will be so in love with my husband that all else will seem worthless in comparison (more or less). So if that is how I think I will be with my husband, or at least what I want to be, why am I not like that with the One who loves me more than any man could ever? I look at Him, at His touch in my life, and His pure blessing in my life, and I wonder how I can be so cold toward Him... anyways, it is good. it is really good. I am having one of those heart to heart talks with my Creator and in the end, He always amazes me.

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