The presence of God in my life makes me happy.
Drawing closer to God is fairly new for me in my adult life. Even though I have always felt a strong presence of Him in my heart, I spent years not going to church because I felt very uncomfortable... like I didn't belong. I was nervous because I believed I wasn't God-like enough to be at church. I thought maybe the people there would know, and see, and tell me with their eyes that I didn't belong. It wasn't until Brooklyn (of all people) insisted we go a few years ago that I relented. It was a wonderful experience. It cracked open a piece in my heart and filled it with love and positivity. We kept going back. The girls enjoyed it, and each time we went it put our thoughts, our minds, our direction in the right place. I am learning and growing. I am far from perfect... But what I've realized is that God loves me as imperfect as I am. I'm working on it. It gives me peace and strength to feel His presence in my life. I truly believe Owen was a gift from Him. I believe we are in this house because of Him... and I count my blessings with happiness and joy each and every day.
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