So you know those times in your life when you're blinded from all the things that are happening around you. And it's nearly impossible to actually see the things that God is doing in your life. Well the past week that's been me.

I spoke this past Wednesday at my church about something that has been on my mind for a while now and I even wrote about it on one of my blogs.
  So I was fixing all the tweaks in it so when I spoke it would be something the youth can talk about later and we did and they brought some very excellent points. But that's not what this is all about; I'm just using this as an example of me being blinded. Another was my 21^st birthday, which was this Monday. And lastly my father hasn't been feeling very well for the past month, he's had to get surgery and just some other things has just been keeping him in the dumps. As I was saying this Monday was my birthday, well Monday morning I get a phone call from my mom at 6:30 in the A.M. and well I'm not much of a morning person and when I looked at my phone and saw that it was my mom, I do whatever any other non-morning person would do and just threw my phone on the floor and tried to go back to bed. But about 5 minutes later my sister comes into my room and told me to get up, cause my mom was taking my dad to the E.R. and he need me to bring something up there for him. Well I got up and drove to the hospital. I'm not that big of a fan of hospitals, I don't like the smell and well I didn't have a very good experience at my stay in the hospital almost two years ago. But my dad had to stay the night in the hospital and got surgery the next day and he is now sleeping in the room next to mine.

You see 2 years ago I was going through a really a tough time. But that summer I went to a place where I am deeply in LOVE with. And well the more you get to know me you'll actually understand this passion that I have for this place. Camp Barnabas is something that got me through a lot of pain and whenever I'm in the slumps and it seems like that nothing is going away. I think of camp and one person. His name is Nathan Perry; he's a 30 old man that when he was 4 years old a car while walking across the street going to the playground hit him. He's in a wheelchair and can only say a few words and mainly uses a board with certain pictures on it to communicate. He taught me love cause I never knew what that was or how you show it, cause he is very limited on the things he can do and its not a lot that he can do. You see I had shower him, take him to the bathroom, change him, feed him, and be his legs. Well when I think of Nathan, I see Jesus. And I am very excited right now, because this Friday I am going to Kansas City to see Nathan, and I am really looking forward to it.

Well if you want to see a picture of him. There's a picture of him and I, in my photos.

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