half marathon.

It’s been updated! No. 8 is now crossed off, my friends. 

grasp.

I’m having a difficult time trying to grasp the idea that I’ll be running 13.1 miles (at one time) in about thirty-six hours. It’s tough. I’m excited — but the nervousness is taking over. I’m so stinkin’ nervous.

There’s a plus side to the course I’ll be completing Saturday morning — that it’s all flat. I’ve been training on hills and I am hoping this will be to my advantage. I have a goal time — it’s personal. I’m relying on the sheer strength of God to make it, to complete it, and to feel accomplished. For those who know me, know that running doesn’t come easy, but I do it — I do it for me. Prayers would be appreciated, not only that I properly prepare my mind for this, but for the strength to complete it. You guys have been a fabulous support system, and a thank you is not nearly enough!

-meg 

Hands and Feet.

"And he said to them, “Go into all the world and proclaim the gospel to the whole creation." (Mark 16:15) 

I’m excited for what’s happening in my heart, in our hearts right now. There is a group of five girls, myself included, that have been brought together — tonight was our first meeting, out of weeks of trying to make this small group happen. 

We’re reading Undaunted, by Christine Caine. We were to read the introduction and the first chapter. My word, friends — He is stirring in our hearts. Tonight we focused on the simple, but oh so big question, “Why didn’t you come sooner?” 

For those of you who don’t know who Christine Caine is, she is a God-loving woman, Greek, and from Australia (and SO much more). But she has had the calling of reaching out to young ladies in sex-trafficking. I first heard her speak at Passion 2012 conference, in ATL, GA.  In Undaunted, Caine speaks about her conversation with young girls whom she helped rescue from the brothels, they asked her, “Why didn’t you come sooner?” 

This is a question that has tackled my heart, and is just urging myself and this group of girls to take action. We need to actively become Christ’s “hands and feet.” We talked about one young ladies’ call to international missions, but collectively decided to pray and earnestly seek Christ and show Christ in the local city of Wilmington. 

There was a long discussion, prayers, comments, and just an overwhelming emotion to make the young, Christian community known there. We want to help do our part in this generation, who’s yet to succeed in a way to evangelize effectively, in the local city. We have big ideas — we have ideas that are molding and we pray will form into something so successful, ultimately for the glory of God. 

My friends, we need your help — please pray. Prayer is one of the most powerful tools that we can use, here. We need to seek God. Pray that we are actively seeking Him. We are taking small steps, we are looking to reach out of our comfortable lives and spread His word. I don’t want to be comfortable anymore. 

“God doesn’t call the qualified. He qualifies the called.” 

Next Saturday will be our first outreach. I humbly ask that you pray for us — pray for open hearts, minds, for us to be uncomfortable, for us to have hearts like servants for our Father. Prayer for us to prepare ourselves for reaching out to the homeless — that we can share with them, talk with them. Pray that we can be His hands and feet. 

"for God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control." (2 Timothy 1:7)

It's Been on My Heart.

The 2012 Presidential Election has increasingly become a heavy, thoughtful, anxious, and concerning thing on my heart. Maybe it’s because I can actually vote in this election? Maybe it’s because I did research on each candidate? Maybe it’s because the future of America is at stake? I don’t know how to exactly pinpoint why, but it has been. 

I’ve been praying for this election for quite some time now, and I encourage you to do the same. 

Even if you can’t vote, pray for America. We need Jesus far more than we need a president.

(via)

I think many of us might feel the weight of this election, some more than others, but we feel it to some degree. This election can and will affect us, either now or in the future. I don’t think voting is something we should take lightly; it’s a privilege that we take for granted — meaning, some people have flat out said they aren’t going to vote. Do you realize that you have this fantastic freedom to vote and you’re going to waste it? Make your voice be heard! 

We need a strong leader who will help be the best for America. We don’t know exactly if these men will keep their word or not? But what we can do is have faith in one of them (your own opinion). That’s the one you vote for, you pray with all of your heart that the one who gets elected as the next President of the United States of America can fulfill what God wants done for our country. 

We, as His children, don’t know His will for us but I pray that His will be done. 

Sometimes I write about a future love ...

Sometimes I write about a future love. Someone who is existing now in this world. Maybe he is loved by a girl. Maybe he loves her back. Maybe, like me he is alone. 

I write away some of the loneliness by writing to him, or about him. I don’t write because of the loneliness, mostly because the loneliness is just about being a human. There isn’t an easy cure. Some people stay busy, some people deny it. Some people stare it in the face and move on with their days. Some people acknowledge that loneliness is something that you can over come with determination. 

However, we all need someone. Someones. Plural. I have love. I have self love, I have love from wonderful amazing women. I have love from my parents, and my siblings. I have people that love me.  

I know that there is a man, as flawed as I am, that I will meet, someday, and we will give it a go. It being love. 

Until then. I will write. And, one day I will share all these rambling prose to him. Maybe he’s already reading them. Maybe he has no idea. 

Maybe. 

Until then, I write. Not for him, but for me. And, a little bit for you reading this. 

(via)

In-tune

There are days where you feel more in-tune with things. It could be your relationships, friendships, academics — but for me I feel more in-tune to the feeling of complete thankfulness. 

I am graced with the presence of the loving Father daily. Some days I don’t acknowledge it and neglect to praise Him, it’s because of my selfish heart that I think I created my awesome self, with success and family and where I am in life. (How dare I?) When in fact I should be thanking the One who created me, the One who gave me opportunities, and who pours out grace upon grace on me. 

I forget it and am blinded by my selfishness. 

The past few days or so I have been asking Him to reveal Himself to me more, help open up my eyes to the things unseen — and sweet mercy! He surely has. I’ve been wearing a joyful heart, and not out of forcing myself to, but because I honestly am thankful. I am provided with so much joy from Him, it makes my heart almost burst. (I am not crazy, am I — please tell me others experience this?) 

It seems as though saying thank you is not enough. Surely the God of the Universe deserves so much more. But He knows my heart, He knows me. All I can do is live for Him, pray continually, give praise, and love the people He created. 

Simply, thankful.

Dear you,

I’ve done you a great disservice.

I kind of gave up on you, for a little while, I’ll admit that.

You know things go so well for a while, or in my case for three years, and you just think things are figured out. Really, I was naive to think I had it figured out, but I did.

I was going to marry him, I told myself and that’s what he told me. And once those words were said, for the first time, that’s when it stopped.

I stopped praying for you.

I’m ashamed to even be writing this. I am overly guilty for it, though. I thought God had already shown him to me — we would live happily ever after. Well, that “happily ever after” ended about two and a half months ago. And I can say, peacefully, I’m glad it did. We’ve both moved on, he’s dating a very nice girl (who ultimately makes him happy), I’m happy where I am — without the past two and a half months I would not be in this growing season in my life. I am learning to rely on God more and more. (And scoping out coffee shops has been fun, too!) 

I’d like to say I’m sorry. This came to my attention after a conversation with a dear friend this past weekend, that I did stop praying. She simply said, Meg you cannot give up. Keep praying because he is out there. If it’s God’s will that you be with the man of your dreams then it will happen. You cannot take control of your life, for your own timing.

Shoot, I really needed to hear this. I needed to be reminded that I don’t know the plans that will unfold for my life, I need to have faith that that guy (you) is out there.

So, I’d like to say that you are back on my mind. You are daily consuming my prayers and that I have faith that God is doing some great things in your life. In His timing, we’ll meet. 

With love,

Meg