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This is a honest account of my struggle to live as a Christian teen every day. My attempts not to lie to my parents, cheat on tests, and to trust God when I hate–err.. strongly dislike–my current situation. The music that fills my soul, the poems striking my heart. The books I enjoy, and thoughts or questions I wish to share.
I hope that this will not touch you but that it will open my heart and mind. I write these posts to help me think it through, accept the truth, and carry on. So, through Jesus Christ I pray you are touched. ~CMR~

The Move... And Me


The promised 'me' post! errr 'the move and me' post!  ;)

OK.....

So um... just so you know, I am in middle school.  7th grade. (this year).    
       Just 2 months ago I moved from Kansas to Ohio for good.  I am not a big fan of change so this was a huge thing for me.  I had lived in the same general area for my entire life, only moved once, and that house was only 5 minutes away from my first.
      Last summer my Dad announced that we might 'get' to move.   I didn't believe him.   He explained that he was going to try to get a job that he enjoyed more and that was at a church where the entire family would be happy.
     Early September my parents went to go to check out this church, which ment that they were pretty serious.  Then 2 weeks later to go look at houses.  About mid. September he announced that they had decided that was it! We were going to be the 'perfect' church and that we were going to be super happy.  It was an 'amazing' job where 'we would love it and the whole family would be happy'.(yeah, they didn’t really say this… but that’s what it felt like (can I get and AMEN???) …)

Again, my mind shouted WHATEVER!

Well, we left, in record time really, about a month later we were on the road to Ohio.   Yeah, I was about to fall apart.  this year had gone so well, I actually liked my classes, had my best friend in over half of them, and was enrolled in an art class!  So fun, this year was going perfectly!  (well, you know, as perfect as it can get in middle school)

Well, we moved.  I moved from my friends, my school, my own room (which included a walk in closet) to a 1 floor rental home and sharing a room not even 1/3 the size of my last room, with my little sister.

I would normally be fairly ok with everything except for my school, which would be harder, and my friends which was the hardest, I am still dealing with it.

During this time, I have already realized how extremely important it is to have a good relationship with my parents and with God.

I have realized that God will always be with me, even when I curse him, and deny that I love/know him, as soon as I turn around, I can always find him just waiting for me.

I am not just making this up, really, I feel this way.

I am not sharing this to give myself extra brownie points or anything, I am writing this so that anyone who feels the same way I do will be able to know that someone else feels the same way.  When I moved that is all I really wanted. I wanted to know that someone else felt the same way.  That someone else could tell me (someone with experience) that I will live through this.  That is what I am offering you.

Later... CMR

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