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I'm Amazed

Yes I'm taking a picture with my phone. And what? Look at that forehead! The majority my face is my forehead. I don't know what I'm doing with my hair. Think I'll wear my hat tonight. But look at those beautiful teeth! And those eyes! Sweet! Can wait till I grow back those eyelashes and that brow! I need to rock those contacts. Those eyes can not be hidden any longer. Bday is coming up in a month and some days. Y'all pray that my lashes grow back by then. Any who...so the reason why the phone is in the pic.

I lost this phone yesterday evening when my friend was dropping me off near the mailbox so I could bring in the mail. Unfortunately, I was clueless to what occurred until I was in the house. By then I wasn't sure if I left it in the vehicle, if it was hidden in one of the bags I take with me to school, or if I had accidentally dropped it on the ground in front of the house or the mailbox. As it was already dark outside, I decided to leave the excursion for later and search inside the house. I searched all over (hehehe if you know the song) and I could not find it. I assumed I must have dropped it outside or in the vehicle. The next morning, I found out that the phone was not in the vehicle. So I came home this afternoon with the intention of searching this house and the outside. I searched all over (hehehe) and I couldn't find the phone. I prayed. In my prayer, I recounted to God how he helped me find my charger on Wednesday (Right after I prayed). Then I praised Him for finding the phone and for just being who He is. I'm sure I said other things. Then I searched the house some more. And then I started to despair. I prayed for God to take away the negative feelings and again for my phone. Yes! Then I got up and had lunch with the plan to walk back to the mailbox to search for the phone. On my way to the mailbox with an ice cream sandwich in my hand (so good, so good) I run into one of my neighbors named Kenneth, who is an Atheist from Chicago who loves NY, and he was also going to get his mail. So I decided to also not look like I had lost my puppy and I picked up the mail for the house I live in also. As we're talking I know I've got to ask him for my phone, and as he is leaving to go back into his house, I ask him about the cellphone. And of course he has it. He tells me that it was quite fortuitous. I suggested that it might be providential. Being an Atheist, he brushes that suggestion away.  I was shocked at how amazing God worked. Kenneth is also someone I've got to pray for now.
I know that y'all are thinking that I was just being careless again. And you're right. But God keeps proving to me how un-careless He is. Yes, I said un-careless. I'm Amazed.
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KvF1QtgnurY because this is the song that I started playing when I came back in the house and started writing this. Jason Crabb can BLOW!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lB6I-T3U3Hs because I kept hinting at this song (hehehe)
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