25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Matthew 6:25-27

Friday morning I woke up and shoved my Bible into my backpack. I was kind of frustrated because I wanted to have a quite time but knew that with my vast amount of english homework I probably wouldn't have time. World Lit homework usually consists of opening up my colossal World Lit and reading some greek play then writing commentary on it. But friday morning was different. I opened my book up to the assigned pages and realized that we were randomly reading the sermon on the mount. I smiled and laughed while sending up a thankful prayer.
It's so neat how God speaks to me through everything, even the silence.
Tuesday night I went to breakaway and ironically the topic was the sermon on the mount. It's at moments like these that I am at awe how God works. I think sometimes skepticism gets the best of me- I quickly write off these moments as random coincidences- as if things accidentally happen. I think my lack of acknowledgement of these events is a result of a lack of faith. In my heart I can't accept that God is really a personal God. I dont have faith that He really cares about my struggles and that He is in control. Its a never ending lesson.