Spoiled

I had some time today in the car to write in my notebook, here are the words. :)

No phone, no internet.  Just me, my car, and some music telling me that this has got to be the good life. Looking back on the weekend's events I count my blessings and notice that I should probably stop counting by now...

I have friends that give me tea and water when I get sick, and hold my hair back when I throw up.  I have a cousin and protective friends who defend me and keep me safe from questionable individuals until the police show up to take care of business.  I have friends who care about the salvation of souls through community and relational ministry.  I have a family of fellow servants who prays together; you can best believe that we will be staying together.  I have a good protective soldier to walk me to my car when I don't feel safe.  I got to walk the streets of Centreville to speak to God's people searching for day labor.  Today, I get to teach english and experience the joy of serving others.  I even have facebook to go to when my phone dies, and a Cece Moschetto to offer me a shirt when I don't have enough clothes.  Best of all, I have in my stomach the pancakes that Rebecca made me for breakfast.  ;)

I am so blessed.  I am so spoiled with a home in my world.  Be it Springfield, Cuba, Illinois, George Mason University apartments, or the front seat of my car, God you make me at home.

I love you, thank you for your blessings and infinite, passionate, marvelous love.


Love,
Me

~Esa Cita