i have faith, give me a reason

my sister abi and I. me being a terrible picture taker. yes, that is my finger. and my unfocused face. abi, being beautiful.

You know what I absolutely love?

The fact that faith is rewarded.

Obviously the past couple weeks have not been my best.

You probably noticed my more negative tone as of late.

And I'm sorry about that.

But I can't hide my feelings when I write.

Which I guess is one of the biggest reason that I do.

But anyway, back to the matter at hand.

There I am.

Trying desperately not to wallow in self-pity, telling myself over and over again that my trials (small as they are, large as they seem) will be over soon. The sun will come out again. I will be just as happy as I was those summer days playing pogs on the pavement.

Faith.

You see? I kept it.

I chose it.

Faith, not fear. Not discouragement. Not hopelessness. Not anger. Not sorrow.

And my faith was certainly rewarded. As it always is. Whether I ask for it or not.

And I am shown once again, the love that my Father in Heaven has for me. 

I can almost hear him saying, "See? That wasn't so bad. And now look! Look what I have for you! You're going to LOVE IT."

And you know what? I already do.

p.s. you know when you want to tell your roommate a story and then she leaves the house to get food with some boys?? yeah haley. i'm pointing my finger right at YOU! (but i can't help but love you.)