JOY

I met her two years ago.
The moment i did was the moment i saw the real her.
Ever met someone and just thought, "Wow" ?
Yep, that's how i felt.
She came into our cabin 20 min. after lights out...but lets be clear, we were not anywhere near going to bed- yes, we were that cabin.
I was a Junior. 16 and loud. We all were. The whole cabin was loud.
She comes in with her friend, Summer. They both were sweet. Sweet and gentle. They just asked some questions, just wanted to get to know us.
That is one thing that still to this day amazes me.
She was in college at the time and really could have been doing anything else. But no, she was miles out of the city, no cell phone service, powdered eggs and mosquitoes everywhere. That. is where she chose to be.
Well, the girls threw their various problems at her and Summer. But i held my tongue.
Who was this girl?
Why did she care so much?
Did she really care?
Nope, i can't just poor my problems out on her.
Well the week went on and i sort of tried to avoid her.
People that care, well i am a little scared of them.
Finally with the help of my best friend, i told this stranger about my life.
I poured out my hurt and my fears...
I had nothing to be scared of.
Camp ended and we all went down the hill to civilization. I thought i would never see her again.
Literally 3 weeks later i got a Facebook message from her. She was checking up on me.
She cared.
The next summer i looked up the band for Camp.
IT WAS HER.
Her band was coming.
Thank you Lord.
As we drove up the hill my stomach turned.
Not just because i was car sick, but i was nervous.
Nervous that i wouldn't measure up.
She was, and is, everything that i want to be "when i grow up".
She loves Jesus first.
She is BEAUTIFUL.
She is respectful.
She has great style.
She trusts.
She loves.
So as she came around the corner, i wanted to cry. But seriously people it was only Sunday and i could not start crying then!
That whole week as she sang in worship i just thanking God for her.
By the end of the week i had fallen even more in love with her.
Thank you Jesus, for this girl.
As we left i was just so joyful. She helps me depend of God for joy. nothing else. Just God.
Well i never thought that i would be saying this but i still talk to her.
Shes on my speed dial for crying out loud!
I love this girl so much.
And more than that, i am thankful for her.
I am thankful for her influence in my life.
Junior year was a hard year for me and i am confident that God placed her in my life to show me what joy is.
So this is to you,
this is to all the "pray for me" texts.
the tears at camp.
the laughs.
the boy talks.
the girl talks.
the advice.
the hugs.
everything.
Thank you.
This ones for you, Monique