My first blog entry ever.

I always laughed at the concept of having an "online diary."  I started thinking about this concept, and thought it may be fun to try and experiment with putting my thoughts, memories, experiences, and questions out there for others to read.  I sit here in my house I have grown up in for many years, staring out of the huge bay window in my dining room.  Did I ever think I would be sitting here at the age of 22 writing a blog? Absolutely not.  Life has taken me to many different places physically, emotionally and spiritually, which somehow have had me to end up here, at this moment, to write this very entry.  I sat at this very table this afternoon with my parents, my grandmother, and two extremely influential people that have recently come into my life.  The two people sitting at the other end of the table today are a married couple that are currently serving as pastors.  They shared with me their experiences of sin, redemption, fear, confusion, and victory.  I have to say, in the past month I have learned and gained more wisdom from my elders than I have my entire life.  In simply listening to these stories of redemption, victory, and failure I have to ask myself...What are my stories?  We all have them.  We all have our failure stories, our stories of heartbreak, love, joy, sin, fear, and simply life lessons. I have recently added a story to my life book that I hope to someday share with my future children.  As of recent, I went out on a limb and excepted the position of being a worship leader at my church.  If any of you reading this know me, you would understand that I several years ago (well several months ago) would never have got up in front of people and demonstrated this hidden gift that God had given me.  Today, I saw a spirit-filled sanctuary will people that are hungry for God, and the best part is; I got to be one of the instruments used in stirring up the might breath of God in that place this morning.  I have so many "stories" I can share, therefore I have started this blog to get them out for me and whoever else may read at their expense.