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Ok, so I just figured out how to put a title on my blog entries. Yay! Makes it somehow more official.

Over this past weekend, I headed up to the Zeeland, MI area to visit my sister (the funniest person I know), my brother-in-law, and their baby Luke (5 months old). I know that I'm his aunt, but seriously, Luke is the cutest baby I know. He's flippin' adorable. And so, so happy. We had a great time giggling together, he thinks my vocal range while speaking is fascinating and entertaining at the same time. I try to mix it up for him. My desire for an appreciative audience has not excluded my 5 month old nephew, I assure you. This makes me the vainest person on earth.

While there, I had a great conversation with a friend from college, and I really felt like God was speaking through me to her regarding contentment, and using this time in life to do great things, and He was talking to me, too, through the words coming out of my mouth. In addition to my teeny tiny control issues with God and my inability to focus on devotions much of the time, I also have this itty bitty problem with not being content. (again, rolling my eyes at why God would save me. I can think of much better candidates) And, really, I have much to be grateful for. My life is blessed in so many ways. I have a great job, a great family, great friends, a great boyfriend, a great church, I'm getting my master's degree so I can do what I've wanted to do for a long time, and I live in a fun, beautiful city. And God loves me, and is working in my life even when I am not looking for Him. So what is there to be unhappy or feel deprived about?

So I need to stop being whiny, and get on with living my life like God wants me to. Otherwise, I'll be asking Him in heaven why He didn't feel it necessary to follow my timeline, and He'll say, "And what were you doing with what I gave you? Jack nothing. But I'm supposed to do what you want? I don't think so." Because, honestly, God wants to have conversations through me all the time like He did Saturday night, and the only thing getting in the way of that is me.