So...as i was thumbing through my bible i was reminded of a Psalm Bekah printed out for me before i left for Mexico and i wanted to put it on here...seems suiting for the feelings of my heart right now...even though i do feel alone at times..even though i do miss my family and friends...even though i do miss being completely known by people…my challenge this year is to break the cycle of relying on myself and rely on the Lord and not be slow to ask for help and rely on other people and to recognize that I am NOT alone…the Lord sees me and the Lord knows me…I do not have to be strong for Him…because He is strong for me…He keeps me company and I am not alone…and there are people in my life who would like to be intentional with me…but they may have no idea yet that I desire this from them…

So here it is….Psalm 139 (thank you bekah for this..)

O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord. You hem me in – behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My famre was not idden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woeven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed boyd. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you….Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.