Journal 1

It's time, God. Three more weeks. Will you accept me with open arms? WIll you be glad to adopt me? I know you will but my heart is aprehensive yet. Please calm my heart... no, God please let it open wide with praise for you. And God, I'm trying to appologise to my old friends. I need your help here. I have made many foolish errors. I push everyone away, even you sometimes. I'm sorry. I don't mean to. Please, let this baptism wash away all my hurt and foolish pride. My worries seem so foolish when I look to you and see all that you can do. I really don't care what I get on the exam tomorrow. I kind of want to do my best and get a really good makr but if I didn't do so good, maybe my brother would feel better. Oh, God, why am I still here? There is so much to do out there, I can almost touch it. I get so frustrated! God, I don't want to be aprehensive. I trust you. I am becoming part of your family. God, please wash away all these regrets so I can look to the future with overflowing joy. Every day is a gift.