We got into a huge fight today and I feel like crap.

I am tired of all this striving. I'm putting so much emotion and energy in a person who depletes my supply. Why is it so hard for guys to say a simple "I'm sorry"? That is all it takes. Really.

Ironically enough, Pastor Brian's message two Sundays ago at church really hit me. (What's new? Pastor Brian always does that.) His message was about waiting on the Lord. He basically said the following: panicking is not waiting, striving is not waiting, fighting is not waiting, and scheming is not waiting.

Lord, help me to wait on You. Clearly, I am having difficulties. 

I used to hate country music. With a passion. Now, I can handle it, but I still don't like it.

Strangely though, I loooooove bluegrass music. It makes my heart happy.

Several people over the years have asked me how that is possible. Some have even stooped so low as to say that bluegrass and country are the same thing. But I beg to differ. They may use the same instruments, but they definitely sing about different things. And bluegrass has no twang. So there we have it. The source of my hatred: twang.

I love the Passion Conferences. I love Louie Giglio. I love that technology is so advanced that I can watch it live even across the country :)

Notice, my tweet showed up on the right!

I love when God uses novels to speak to me. Ahh the beauty of Christian novels.

Right now, I am on the last book of a Christian romance novel series. The first two books were amazing. Buuuut, the last one isn't going as expected. I guess I was expecting it to be a fairy tale ending, but it's looking a lot more realistic than fairy tale at this point.

I got frustrated. I even flipped to the back of the book to get a sneak peak at what would happen. I got even more frustrated and put the book down for a couple days. Today, I picked it up again. (I never quit midway through a book.)

Of course, God met me right where I'm at. Always. The last couple of lines of the chapter I was reading hit me like a brick. I couldn't even read any further.

"Just pay attention to what God is doing, Katie. That's all I'm saying. Just pay attention and respond appropriately."

Ahh, the blog, the perfect place to vent.

Basically, I feel like my love life is on repeat. Same story with every single guy. I'm not gonna go into details, but I feel angry and I feel hurt. I think this time is the worst. I want to puke and I also want to cry.

But in the midst of my frustration over the repetition of sucky circumstances, my friends have been such encouragements. There were a few that I texted in my initial moment of hurt, and they each gave me more encouragement than I knew what to do with. And still, I felt the need to vent on facebook. (I'm just whiny today...) I posted this as my facebook status: If my life were a book, it would be a misprint. Chapter 1, chapter 1, chapter 1, chapter 1. I'm sick of all this repetition.

And then came the biggest encouragement of all in one short yet powerful comment:

Just gotta remember who's writing it...

I am SO thankful that God is writing my story. My life story AND my love story. He's a much greater author than I could ever dream of being.

Selah's an oldie but goodie when it comes to the Christian music scene.

Their new album "Hope of the Broken World" is full of musical goodness. In addition to their own newly written songs, they snuck in a beautiful classic "Tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus."

I'm gonna leave you hanging so you can feel intrigued to check them out yourselves.

Well, it's that time of year again.

I'm sitting in a quaint English cottage in Cornwall, England at the moment. It's pouring rain outside and I can hear it through the windows. It is perfection here. I could live here for the rest of my life.

Creationfest starts on Saturday. I am sooooo excited to see all the awesome things God is going to do this year! God has already showed His hand. Today, we went out to a small town called Padstow. This was the same town where Briana and I had met a woman last year who tugged at our hearts. She was supposed to move away in January to marry a man she really shouldn't have married. Randomly throughout the year, I would remember her and pray for her. But strangely, I never once thought to pray that God would have intervened and stopped the wedding plans. Briana made a mention of that today, and immediately I started praying that it would have been the case.

When we got to Padstow, we booked it to the insurance place where she worked. After about a minute (only!) we saw her! Talk about a divine appointment! She didn't have time to stand and chat at that moment, but she told us when she would be off of work. We went back and exchanged facebook info and phone numbers later. So cool to see how God worked that out.

Lord, please use me as an encouragement to this woman. It was Your divine appointment, now please work Your divine work in Your divine timing.