The Baby Eagle

Yes, it happened again. God met me where I was...just like He always does.  I was sitting at a table at Dunkin' Donuts catching up on some Bible reading for the Chronological plan I am doing with some friends, and I noticed a young boy with glasses staring at me (how cute!). I continued reading and taking some notes...the next thing I knew he was standing next to my table and began to start a conversation with me.  It started with, "Hi there. How are you doing? I saw you reading your Bible. What are you reading?"  I told him that my friends and I are reading through the Bible chronologically and we are working our way through 2 Chronicles right now.  He was intrigued and continued asking me about myself with questions like, "Are you from Rock Hill? What do you like to do for fun? Do you go to church around here? and more." I told him that I was a student at Winthrop and I am working with young Chinese students at a summer camp right now.  Th

There's moments when I feel like, "What is the point anymore?"  ~ Psalm 119:136 ~  "My eyes shed streams of tears, because people do not keep your law."  I see blank faces with glazed eyes making vile choices towards another people. I see a mother going to the uttermost financial lengths to keep a reputation for her family and daughter. I see people slandering other people on the news. I see parents hurting their children, and I see children hurting their parents. I see bullies bullying people for their looks, possessions, and status. I see so many things that make me just want to throw in the towel. If this is all it will be, then why do we even try? Why do we waste our breath to say, "Thank you, have a nice day" if they are just going to turn away before we can even begin to speak? Why do we intentionally hold the door if they don't even acknowledge us? Why do we forgive people and overlook the bad things they say behind our backs?

I'm that girl who took it a little too seriously...in your eyes.  I've been playing sports my whole life. At the early age of 4 or 5 my parents had me at the softball field, and it wasn't long until I was playing travel softball at 8 years old until I was 17 years old. I could not get enough of it. It was my passion, and I didn't want to stop playing the game because it was addictive.    At age 9 my mom sent me to a Georgia Tech softball camp for pitching and catching. It might take you by a surprise (if you know me), but I went there to be a catcher. I thought pitching was for those girls who just wanted to stand in the circle behind the coach. I went to this camp with the intentions of learning how I could be the best catcher, but that quickly changed when they allowed us to try both. If I'm not mistaken (this was a long time ago), I was there to catch for one of my friends, and they let us switch positions and try the other role...that did it for me. W