Orange Monkeys and Mental Breakdown Sundaes. #getmeone!

I am really tired tonight. I think I've made a few "Orange Monkey" comments. Someone who has known me forever, looked at me and said "I think you should go to bed or something, cuz you're talking crazy." 

I am really lonely tonight. All my siblings(and bunk mates) are at a friends house. So I'm all alone(with my parents) in my house. I got a taste of what it meant to be an only child tonight, and it was good, but now it's bedtime and I don't have my sisters to protect me from snakes and scary monsters. 

I am really happy tonight. I've been in an unspoken argument with a friend for over a week now. I was mad at her for being mad at me for something I couldn't change. I was feeling pretty crappy about it because I didn't know how to fix the problem, until tonight, after ignoring me, she walked up to me and just started sobbing. So I hugged her and let her cry, and then she told how she was so stressed out with decisions she is having to make and how I had just scared her so bad, by making her think about the future. I apologized and told her that I wasn't making any life-altering decisions right now regarding what had scared her so bad about me. I think we both felt loads better. I think what I had 'done' was just the cherry on top of a mental breakdown sundae(I sound well versed in that because I make those often.. And most of the time out of myself). To the person who helped restore this friendship(you know who you are), I thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are amazing. <3 

  Gorgeous sunset last night! PTL

For the first time. Since July 22nd, 2012. I'm starting to believe that good decisions were made that day. Four days short of a year, thank You Jesus. I like the direction my life is heading. 

And grace is amazing.

I was talking to a friend the other day who is struggling with something in his life. He had made some mistakes and now was left with the broken pieces, I had warned him of the consequences many times, but until now he didn't believe me. 

At the beginning of our conversation, I wasn't being sensitive to his feelings at all. I was judging him. It wasn't until near the end that it hit me. We all do things that we aren't proud of. I've done things I'm not proud of. I've been left to pick up the pieces, knowing full well that it was entirely my fault. I had been warned by loving family and friends and I had not listen. And who was there to fix my broken heart/life? CHRIST. Christ. Because His grace is amazing. Right then, I wrote to him, Yeah, we all make mistakes, we all say/do things we aren't proud of. We all hurt each other. But guess what? If you can forgive, you can live. And grace, grace is amazing. 

Christ having grace on us, should compell us to give grace to others. I gave grace to him that day. I showed him the grace of God. He has a long way left to go. He needs to ask many for forgiveness. He needs to forgive himself. And through the grace of Christ he can do it, because grace is amazing. 

God makes great things out of broken people.