The Life of His Princess

Well, another year has come and gone. If I am to be honest, I’m not really sure where this year went. But, I do know that this year has taught me many lessons (often painful), brought many wonderful experiences, and has brought me closer to God. Highlights of the year included finishing my 2 nd year at Ecclesia College, and my 3 rd overall year of college (Still holding onto a strong 4.0!), working at New Life Ranch for the summer as a Wrangler, getting major work done on my car (She went in 4 times this year… I must admit that she is aging), cutting my hair off, visiting Minnesota three times, Illinois three times, and many subsequent hours spent on the road driving (I still dislike long car rides… I get a bit… antsy), new friends, an awesome choir, an amazing roommate (who continues to teach me patience and trusting God through her chronic illness that she’s been battling this year), and an amazing Heavenly Father who continues to teach me how amazing He and just how much He l...

I'm not in control. Seems like a general statement that most of us would agree with. But in reality, we all try to control areas of our life, whether it be how clean our room is, what we look like, or the people around us. As for me, I blame myself when people move on to new stages of life. I blame them "abandoning" me on myself, on some failing of mine. But I'm learning something. (Slowly, alibet, and with the help of many people) I'm learning that I am not powerful enough to be responsibile for other people's actions. I am not powerful enough to protect them from their choices. It is not my fault when people in my life choose to step out of God's will or make dumb choices. I am not responsibile for their actions. I am responsible for my actions. I am responsible for puting the blame of other people's choices on my own shoulders. All the while I have a heavenly Father who shakes his head at me and waits with open arms for me to give u...

The most amazing thing about my spring break has been feeling totally and completely loved. If anyone knows me, they know I like hugs- in fact, my hugs have been labeled “Sara Hugs,” and are coveted by many friends. ;) But, it’s not just hugs that I like, I love back scratches, back rubs, having my hair played with, and just a hand on my shoulder letting me know you care . See, touch is by far my predominate love language. Even when I was little and my parents had me take the love language test from Focus on the Family, touch has always been first and foremost. One of the things I've had to adapt to away from home has been learning how to receive other love languages, since not everyone speaks mine (Though I've converted my roommate, quite successfully, to speak my love language. I'm still struggling to learn hers as well as she's learned mine). I've learned over these last few days at home that I generally hug to give  love, not receive. This doesn't mean...