Life

I love my church. I love the community of diverse walks of life and stories all gather together for one reason regardless of literally everything else to love god and love each other. All of these different personalities and all the lonely broken people all unite to create this amazing community. I get excited to go there. I want to find a guy that gets excited to go to church and serve in community with me. I’ve been feeling hopeless. I did actually find out the identity of the guy from Easter. I know who he is now and now that I know who he is I see him around all of the time, just like if you say look for the color red that’s all you see everywhere. Honestly, I think I just got my hopes up for like a day. Now I don’t think much about it. He’s just another guy I know. I am sure he is a cool person. Also, the worship leader at my church is cute too. My eyes go everywhere. My bad. Just being honest. I asked my friend to come to a dance class with me and she said there’s no guys going, thats her reason to NOT come. And that made me realize. I don’t care about a guy. It will happen in Gods plan. I don’t want to make my identity that. I want to do things that are healthy for me. I want to be in community. I want to be the best me possible so when I find that I am ready for it. I probably need some work. I’ll focus on my writing about music and my dance class and building community. My time will come at the right time. I know it.