I’m not going to lie to you.
Its hard to hold back tears when someone else says they got the part you so badly wanted.
To hear them talk about it.
People asking you what you got.
I thought I had gotten it… I got cocky thinking I had it in reach.
Ya I cried, but I had it out all before I got home. I could tell my parents without shedding another tear. Then dad brings it up at dinner… in his prayer. Thanks dad, you know how to make a daughter cry… inside. I have to hold it together at dinner :).
You also know how to make a daughter think.
The words he said bring up the same emotions, but they also bring up that that is not what God had in store for me.
I’m actually excited for being in the chorus, yes disappointed that I don’t have a part, but excited because I know how much fun us drama freaks have together anyway :D.
As I’ve pondered all these things I think of my heavenly father.
My dad is here on this earth to protect, care for, spoil :), and guide me. Its a direct reflection of my heavenly Father. Dad knows how to express what God was telling me, “It’s ok, its for the better.”. When I think of Christ I get excited, I can’t wait to hug Him and talk with Him and be in awe at Him because of what He did in my life and in the lives around me.
To know that I am His and He is mine just makes everything that much better. And to know that whatever happens it exactly what He planed.