wow. it's been almost a year since i've updated this old trusty xanga. i nearly forgot it existed! i think it's time for a long over-due update.

a lot has happened in the past year, so i'll try to sum it all up for y'all. let's see... last february i was really busy with school and work and i was living with my parents in gate city. i was helping out with the youth group at hosanna, co-leading a bible study for the junior high kids, helping to lead the dance group and coreographing dances for the easter production. i felt like i was living two lives, one in gate city and one at hosanna. i was being stretched really thin. i began praying about finding a church closer to home. a friend from high school approached me and offered me a position at a church less than a mile from my house. the group was growing and in desperate need of some female leadership. i prayed. i accepted. in late march, sad to say good-bye but excited about what was ahead, i left hosanna. i quickly found myself  "at home" at oak glen. it was totally a God thing. i'm still involved with the church and the youth group today and am incredibly thankful for all that the Lord has done in me and through me.

i'm still working my way through nursing school. it looks as if i may be a student forever. i'm studying part time and working full time. i absolutely love what i'm doing. taking care of people's needs has always been a passion of mine and i'm excited about making a career out of it.

i've truly been blessed. and that pretty much sums it up.

i will try my best to update again before january of 2009...

He leadeth me: O blessed thought!

O words with heavenly comfort frought!

Whate’er I do, where’er I be,

still ‘tis God’s hand that leadeth me.

Sometimes midscenes of deepest gloom,

sometimes where Eden’s bowers bloom,

by waters still, o’er troubled sea,

still ‘tis His hand that leadeth me.

Lord, I would place my hand in thine,

nor ever murmur nor repine,

content whatever lot I see,

since ‘tis God’s hand that leadeth me.

And when my task on earth is done,

when by Thy grace the victory’s won,

e’en deaths cold wave I will not flee,

since God through Jordan leadeth me.

He leadeth me, He leadeth me,

by His own hand He leadeth me;

His faithful follower I would be,

for by His hand He leadeth me.

~Joseph Gilmore, 1862