(While watching Animal Hoarders) - don't judge. It motivates me to clean my house.
Colby: Hey! what are you up to?
Me: Oh, you know just watching the UGLIEST CRIER ON THE PLANET
Colby: Worse than the girl on X-factor?
Me: Hell yes.
Cut to last night: last night I led my first Bible study lesson about how Christ calls us to hear him through all the static of life. We also talked about the importance of having a conversational relationship with Christ in order to make him a part of your daily life, and how God is constantly talking to us. We just have to listen. All the girls had amazing input that just fed the fire that we had for getting together and talking about God. All in all, the whole night was great, and it went about how I thought it would. The one part that I was most nervous about was the prayer. I had never been a pray-er, and I still struggle with it. I definitely was not super pumped about praying in front of people (even if I couldn't have had a less judgmental audience). I figured as long as I didn't pee my pants or throw up in the middle of praying, it would be fine. I bowed my head, and I read the prayer that I had carefully typed out hours before (I am not going to just wing it my first time!) and prayed. Totally okay. No one burst in to flames. No one started spontaneously crying. It was fine. Then I looked up, and Lawren was the first one to comment: "What is going on with your eye?" Bethany: "It's starting to goo". Perfect. I looked in the mirror and sure enough I had one wicked stank eye. The night went from a Jesus-tastic, fun time to a "I will beat you to death if I get pinkeye from you" catastrophe. I was forced to the doctor with comments of how contagious this stupid infection is. Oh, it was pinkeye alright. Everyone always asks where you got it so they can literally avoid that location/person with every fiber of their body. I have no clue where I got it, but I do know why I got it. I started a message the other day with "I know karma is going to bite me in the ass for this but..." The rest of that conversation is completely irrelevant because the lesson was clear: If you gossip, you will get pinkeye. Message received, God. No more gossiping. I really have always been someone to learn lessons the hard way. Also, I can't think of a worse ending for my first lesson so I can only go up from here!
