I lost my phone...can I some phone numbers please??

You amaze me.

You and your words full of hatred, full of anger and hurtful banter.  You and your good nights and missed phone calls. You and your name calling, accusations, and assumptions.  You probably assume I'm writing about you.  You are probably half wrong.  You and your dirty things left in my room.  You and your gossip, your lies, and your fake smiles.  You and your illnesses, your movie nights, and your neglect.  You once called me your girl FRIEND and left me alone in the time I needed you most.  You probably called me names and made me feel less than you.  You probably ran me over with your harsh words about my character.  You probably jumped to conclusions.  You probably stopped calling or inviting me to sleepovers with the other girls.  You work hard at to please yourself and leave little room for others.  You have no place to live. You have no food to eat but you have no issue eating mine.  You have no respect for the one I love and you have made it no secret that you no longer love me.  You probably don't understand nor will you ever until I give in and pretend that everything is ok.

as we grow farther apart You continue to amaze me. 

July 29th at my church my youth group is in charge of the service and I'm giving the sermon!  Keep our group in your prayers.  And if you're free on Sunday the 29th at 10:30 come to Watson Park UCC!

Somebody saved my life.  Ok, I'm being a bit dramatic, but I've felt a bit dramatic and a bit in shock after the entire thing went down...

I was taking a walk with a friend, whom I was utterly frustrated with; since he had neglected to get directions, failed to be on time, and once again insisted on trying to be more than just friends.  I was pissed at him.  But nontheless I continued walking with him towards the bus station to pick up a friend.  As we waited for the light to change so that we could walk across the street we heard a loud bang, and turned to the intersection to find a car spinning towards, and car parts flying at us.  He, without hesitation, grabbed me and pulled me behind him.  I was hit on the leg by, what I think was part of the front of the car.  He was actually knocked over by the car.  We both got away with minor scratches, but an intense story.  The woman who had a green light was going pretty fast and the other woman was attempting to run a yellow light before it turned red- she had a baby in the car.  Both women had a few injuries, including burns, and cuts but the baby was safe.  The cars were a mess, and parts were every where.  I was in shock.  I still am.

His first reaction was to protect me.  To grab me and push me away from harms way, and place his body in front of mine.  Men might be liars, cheaters, and fools, but they are also protectors.  And while once again I am frustrated with all the other "manly" things he does, I can never thank him enough for protecting me!