So i have about a hundred things on my mind right now. i don't even know where to really start. I guess a good place is to thank the Lord for my friends (i know i do this sometimes)...i just really needed to laugh tonight, and they really came through. I have learned this summer about true friendship. I have learned that a friend isn't someone who just tolerates you, or someone that will hang out with you if they have nothing better to do. i know some people in my life are like that, but i am truly blessed to have an abundance of good friends.
I went to a funeral today, and i guess it really made me think. I wasn't thinking about how short life is...she was older. I was thinking about what people would say about me if i was in that casket. Would i leave a legacy? Would people notice i was even gone? I mean, i know people might noticed i'm not hanging around, but have i really impacted someone's life? Maybe it is kind of prideful to think like that, to think how i will be remembered...i don't know.
So i think i am just going to change the name of my blog to the "Creepy guy chronicles." I seriously want to know why every creepy guy in this world has this GPS tracking system zeroed in on me. Ok, let me back up and tell you the story. So, after the funeral, Charles and i ran to Wal-mart. Charles had to run in for a minute, so i decided to just stay in the car. It was a nice day, so the windows were down. Here i was sitting in the parking lot, when this really creepy guy starts walking toward the car. When i say really creepy, i mean a man who is at least fifty years old, dressed head to toe in camo. Even his neon orange hat was camo. As he got closer, i noticed he had a nasty beard and some pretty scary teeth. To top is all off, he was carrying a dog. So anyway, he walks up to my car and just starts talking to me...well, talking to me and his little dog. I just sat there kinda stunned. I mean, what do you say to a guy who looks like he just stepped out of America's most wanted and is standing there talking to his dog? Anyway, the guy finally left my car, and walked over to the end of the parking lot. I kept my eye on him, since i couldn't really put the windows up since Charles had the keys with him. The guy started walking back toward my car, so i whipped out my phone and pretended to be talking to my roommate. I don't think i have ever been so happy to see my brother leave walmart in my whole life. Speaking of creepy guys, bubba is online. He hasn't said more than hi yet, so lets hope it stays that way.
Another thing on my mind. I read a blog tonight, and it made me think...do i believe what i believe just because someone told me to believe it, or do i believe because I know it's true. I know that many men of God know more than i do, but i believe that God gives light to anyone who is truly searching for it.
Man, i have so much running through my head right now, and most of it i just don't feel like i can share with anyone right now...some i don't think i will be able to share ever