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Last night Sarah and I drove out to a field around 1am and watched the stars as I played guitar… It wasn’t a romantic moment… rather a … cherished moment.  Being able to sit out there, listen to the crickets, watch the sky, feel the breeze, and play guitar… and being able to share that with someone who I care about… that’s all that mattered.

I realized that night that I shouldn’t freak about the future.  I’ve always known that, but it’s so hard to actually live that way when you are in the midst of it.  But I know that Sarah and I may not be together forever… I know that things may not go as I hope they do… But in the end, God is still on his throne.  God still wishes the best for the both of us, and it is His will that matters, not ours.  Yeah… so my job isn’t to worry about tomorrow, rather to focus on the present.  How can I spend my time today?  How can I honor God with my choices now?  How can I serve Sarah and protect her purity?  How can I be her best friend and meet her needs before she even has them?  How can I show Christ’s love to her, through my actions?  This is what matters.  This is where God wants me.  God will reveal his plan for my life as time passes, but for now, I will not take these things for granted.

Mood:  Less stressful, still concerned, but backing down…
Music:  See below… it’s pretty applicable… lol…

I Will Not Take These Things For Granted
                -Toad the Wet Sprocket

One part of me just wants to tell you everything
One part just needs the quiet
And if I’m lonely here, I’m lonely here
And on the telephone
You offer reassurance

     I will not take these things for granted

How can I hold the part of me that only you can carry
It needs a strength I haven’t found
But if it’s frightening, I’ll bear the cold
And on the telephone
You offer warm asylum

     I’m listening 
     Flowers in the garden 
     Laughter in the hall 
     Children in the park 
     I will not take these things for granted
Anymore

To crawl inside the wire and feel something near me
To feel this accepting
That it is lonely here, but not alone
And on the telephone
You offer visions dancing

     I’m listening 
     Music in the bedroom 
     Laughter in the hall 
     Dive into the ocean 
     Singing by the fire 
     Running through the forest 
     And standing in the wind 
     In rolling canyons

I will not take these things for granted