Let me just say that today while I was cleaning I stopped myself literally from what I was doing and sat on the floor because I realized that God worked greatly in my life today and answered a prayer I asked for. I literally stopped and felt such a deep conviction feeling I have never felt before. It was like this wave of love just came crashing into my heart.
Today our soccer team had a game. (The team we are coaching) Before the game I had about 5 minutes to myself. I was sitting on a soccer ball all alone facing an empty goal while the entire team was going through their routine warm up, which is before I warm up my goalkeeper. I asked God to bring me closer to him today, whatever it took, no matter what it took, I asked God to bring me closer to him today. I spent the entire time just saying that prayer over and over again; asking God to bring me closer to him today, whatever it takes. My goalkeeper walked up to me slowly and I looked at her, and she said, "Oh, I thought you were praying or something." I didn't say anything back to her. We started our warmup. The funny thing is yes, I was praying, but I was just sitting on a soccer ball in front of the goal, I didn't have my head down or my eyes closed or my hands even held together, I was just sitting admiring the beautiful green grass and admiring what was around me, thanking God, and asking him to bring me closer to him. That's funny she said that. They won their game 7-0.
I was going to go to our friend's condo in downtown San Diego again for the 3rd week, but decided not to because my grandma asked me to clean her house for her, and I also need to sit down and talk with her about finances with school and everything else. So on our way down to San Diego, with John, Beans, Nikki, Ryan, I had John drop me off at my house while they continued on their way to downtown San Diego. Now before I started cleaning the house, I checked my email and went on facebook because someone commented one of my photos or something. But when I went on facebook I had a friend request. From one of my aunts. My Dad's sister. Now for those of you who know my testimony you know that because of my dad not being in my life, God drew me to him and became my father, and that's how I became a Christian, from the horrible pain of being abandoned and left alone and desloated and heart broked from my dad leaving me 7 years ago, I turned my life over to God. I haven't heard from my dad since I gave my life to God and decided to be God's daughter instead of my dad's. Now I was talking with my aunt, and she told me a little about my dad, and how he has changed so much and seems more loving and wants to get in contact with more family. My dad is a bit of a tender spot in my life. It feels weird to say the word "dad" out loud. he abandoned me and left me heartbroken. She told me he's living in Texas now, divorced from his other wife I never met. (He had 3 kids with her also) But that he's with a nice woman now and that he is a changed man. That still doesn't mean anything to me since I haven't seen or heard from him in so many years. He's never been like a dad to me but that's what I want most, to get to know my dad.
After talking with her, I sat and thought alot about my reasons for becoming a Christian. My dad is a huge part of that. And he doesn't even know it. I thought about my dad and about my God for a while. I have been thinking about my dad for a while now. I even put his name on my prayer list which is above my bed in my dorm room. I've been wanting to get in contact with him and just talk with him. Every time I think about my dad, of course, I am thinking about God at the same time and thanking God for being my Father.
Now back to me sitting on the floor stopped dead in my tracks because I realized that God answered my prayer I asked for earlier that day sitting on the soccer ball at the field right before our game. I asked God to bring me closer to him today no matter what it takes. That all happened today. God works in mysterious ways sometimes. Because I decided to clean the house for my grandma and not go to downtown San Diego with my friends, I was on facebook the same time as my aunt. And because the subject of my dad was brought up, I had lots of time to spent with Jesus about this. My relationship with God and my relationship with my dad. Any mention of my dad pretty much almost brings me to tears every time, no matter where I am. It hurts to talk about him, but I think it's good to. My dad hurt me. But I forgive him. I love him. I want to give him a second chance. I really hope he asks for it someday soon. I want to give him a second chance to be in my life.
God answered my prayer. Although it took sacrificing a fun trip to San Diego and the zoo and a 3 day weekend of fun with my best friends, and hard labor work scrubbing floors and cleaning the house, and the uncomfortable conversation about my dad, I am in awe that God answered my prayer! He brought me closer to him today! God is such a good father to me. From now on, I will try and make that part of a prayer I pray each day, that God brings me closer to him this very day, no matter what it takes. If it takes losing all my money in my bank account, dropping my very expensive computer in a lake, being rejected by my dad again, making a sacrifice, I want to do it, I am willing to take risks to grow in my relationship with God. Whatever it takes. I know God will never leave me, so I'm going to do whatever it takes to never leave him. Thank you God for all the pain I've gone through with my dad and my mom and my family not really being there for me. It's really taught me to rely on God. I thank God for the way things are. Whatever it takes. I'm all in.