Happy Father's Day to You Father

Well, sorry I haven't written that much. I haven't had that much going on lately. I broke my computer screen a few weeks ago. Thankfully a very good friend of mine helped me out with that. I've had a very busy week this past week. I attended three parties and am going to one tonight for the graduation of my fellow discipleship classmates.

School is out here and I love it. There are kids everywhere and it reminds me of my summers going to summer camp and swim lessons. I was never really into sports growing up but I sure did love the swimming lessons that we got to do Monday Wednesday and Friday. I was a late swimmer. I took lessons every summer and I forgot how old I was when I started swimming. I remember holding on to the edges of Grandpa and Grandma Faye's swimming pool. I remember my cousin Jackie coming over, Glenn and Kesha come over.... or was Kesha with Glenn at that time? I don't really remember. (Glenn is my brother) My step sister at the time Jamie (ugh I couldn't stand her) As soon as I could swim I remember it just clicked. I enjoyed my summers.

Hopefully the pool next door has new hours for the summer and since I don't have classes anymore, maybe I will be able to go. Summer is finally here in Chicago. I thought it would never come.

Today we stood up in church and along with recognizing the Project 12 graduates, we also recognized the fathers in the congregation. I tried to tell every father that I saw happy father's day. Today I realize maybe our Father in Heaven doesn't get the recognition He deserves. He did become and man and die on the cross for me and you (whoever reads this blog I hope someone does) If not, that still doesn't change the fact that Jesus died on the cross for you. Today I am just so happy and content with my life and the way things are going with me right now. God has lead me here for a reason. He is the best Father and I don't think that I would have come this far if it wasn't for Him and His grace.

Friday I wrote a poem for a test (I hope I don't fail it) in John's class on discipleship. When he gives the papers back, I will share it with you. I love the discipleship classes. Even though they end for the summer, I can't wait for next year to start.

Also today in church, we talked about Psalm 122. I was really convicted. Ever since I have been going to church since I was little. I always go about in a rushed panic trying to get ready for church. If I were for instance, going to the beach, I would wake up early and make sure that everything is ready to go. I wouldn't ever ever forget my sunblock, especially after seeing one of the moms on the fifth floor getting burnt to a crisp. I would make sure I had my swim stuff ready. Yet for church, I don't get that excited. I remember a youth pastor named Seth once said that we can hoop and holler at a football game, but we don't get that excited for God. So next Sunday I will try to be ready and prepared as if I were getting ready for a football game.

Well that is all I have for now. I will leave you with Psalm 122. Love you all
Chrissy

Psalm 122

A song of ascents. Of David.

1 I rejoiced with those who said to me,
    “Let us go to the house of the Lord.”
2 Our feet are standing
    in your gates, Jerusalem.

3 Jerusalem is built like a city
    that is closely compacted together.
4 That is where the tribes go up—
    the tribes of the Lord—
to praise the name of the Lord
    according to the statute given to Israel.
5 There stand the thrones for judgment,
    the thrones of the house of David.

6 Pray for the peace of Jerusalem:
    “May those who love you be secure.
7 May there be peace within your walls
    and security within your citadels.”
8 For the sake of my family and friends,
    I will say, “Peace be within you.”
9 For the sake of the house of the Lord our God,
    I will seek your prosperity.