I become so restless, breathless wait for me

Ooh, I'm in a funny mood. I don't feel sad, or anything. I just feel like watching Disney movies. Or Pride and Prejudice. And drinking hot chocolate and eating popcorn curled up under a blanket on my couch. That's one thing I miss about home. The couch. I just have a little chair sort of thing, and even though it's pink, it just isn't as comfy as the couch at home. Hmm...I'd really like to see Beauty and the Beast. I haven't seen that in a long time...

What's with this sudden urge to divulge in animated fictional happy endings? I don't know. Sometimes I wonder I'll ever have a happy ending. (Read: I wonder if I'll ever get married.) Isn't it awful how a lot of girls feel that a boyfriend/husband/male attention will validate them? That guys determine the happiness of these girls? But we're only putting our contentment in something fallible. I don't think that's very smart. I don't mean that we can't let guys make us happy, because I believe that God made us, men and women, to compliment one another. He saw that it wasn't right for Adam to be alone, so he created Eve, a woman, to be Adam's wife and partner in life.

I guess that I just get in moods like this when I begin to forget what how amazing and loving my God is. But if He cares for the sparrow, then He can care for me, and want the best for me. I can have faith, for He is faithful.

I know my blogs are getting more and more 'religious'. I can't help it. This is who I am. I'm getting to know the people who read this better, and am thus becoming more open about sharing things like my faith. And I want to share it, too. Again, this is just who I am.

Amy