Late night thoughts

I started to fall asleep tonight, but apparently my mind has too many thoughts and I need to write them and process them. That was a great run on sentence. This last week, the photographer from Humans of New York has been interviewing refugees. If you don't know what Humans of New York is, I would encourage you to check it out because it is awesome. This guy takes a picture of a person and writes a part of their life story. It's really neat to see people from all walks of life, all over the world, and you realize through the pictures that they aren't that much different than you. I love it. But back to what this post is really about... My broken heart.

God has blessed me with a very caring heart. He has given me great amounts of compassion and mercy. I care so much, sometimes too much. And I was well aware of that fact this week while I was reading Humans of New York. Like I mentioned, he is focusing on refugees. These refugees are coming from the areas where ISIS is over taking. The stories that they tell are heart breaking. The things that they have endured and gone through literally bring tears to your eyes. These people have nothing, they risk everything to start over. They leave one hard life to begin another and they lose so much on the way. And this is breaking my heart. And I don't think I can even put it into words. Because it's not just this are that breaks my heart. The world breaks my heart. Evil is running rampant on this earth. It's here in America. It's in Africa. It's in Asia. It's everywhere. And I want to change the world. I wish I had a magic fairy wand that I could use to make the evil disappear.

And while I was thinking about the evil in our world, I thought of the good that we have to overcome it. We have authority in Christ to drive out evil. We have authority in Christ to declare peace to the chaos, healing to the brokeness and light to the darkness. And I wonder why we aren't accessing that power?! Why are we as Christians just praying occasionally about an issue and thinking it will go away? Why aren't we fighting evil? It's not going to go away on it's own. It's just going to keep growing and growing. I'm not okay with that.

I don't have a point to this post. It really was just serving as a place for me to try and work through some of the thoughts in my head. I'm overwhelmed with sadness and the feeling of helplessness. I want to do so much for the Kingdom and I don't know where to begin. PlEase join me in praying against the evil in our world. Pray that our world, and our nation specifically, would turn back to Jesus. Those are like. Fourth of my thoughts tonight.

A Thank You to my Dad

I have the greatest dad in the world (I have the greatest mom too, but her post will come later). Seriously you guys, I consider my dad to be one of my best friends. And in many aspects, I am his mini me. Sometimes I say something and immediately I am like, "Hey that's something my dad would say." I love him a lot because he is silly. I am going to be honest, sometimes I have no idea what he is talking about, but he just always makes me smile. And he works really hard for our family. He still supports me, even though I am an adult and I should be like off doing adult things and instead I just lay in bed and watch Netflix and question what I am going to do with my life. And he pushes me to keep seeking the Lord for answers and to keep running towards the calling in my life.

So here is to my dad, thank you for being incredible. Thank you for teaching me how to fish and for taking me hunting that one time even though I destroyed any chance of you actually getting a duck. Thank you for watching Netflix with me and for watching Arrested Development with me and supporting my decision to become a magician or join ARMY to win trophies. Thank you for sharing your knowledge of the world with me. I understand why I have such a love for knowing random facts, because you are the king of facts. Thanks for loving me unconditional, even when I mess up or I act like a weirdo. You are such a great example of a Godly man, thanks for giving me an example of a good moral scale to measure any future boyfriends.  Thanks for fixing my car when I have no idea what I am doing, and for teaching me how to add windshield washer fluid so I know how to do at least on thing. Thanks for making me delicious grilled cheese sandwiches and perfect popcorn. Thank you for helping me grow up into a confident young lady who loves Jesus with her whole heart. Thanks for editing my blog and for always being honest about where I can improve, and even what I am doing well. You really are the best daddy, even when I have no idea what you are doing and I kinda give you that stare that makes me look as confused as America looks every time Donald Trump says something confusing. You are awesome. Keep being awesome.