Therapy, Margaritas, and Mentors

So last night was a blast. i was having such a rough day (read previous post), and then i went out with my bestest friend in the whole world and one of the strongest women i know. I got to see the inner workings of Christina's thought processes, got to enjoy the company of my closest friends, and garnish it all with a margarita that was simply orgasmic :P.

God is good. Even though some of the things i have been through in my short life have been difficult, God never gives us more than we can handle. And when you feel like you can't do it, like you are carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders, or like your chest might just cave in because of anxiety, you have to realize that it's during THESE times that God is carrying you. Like in the footprints poem. Because of this poem, i now want a tattoo portraying that, and have the last line, "It was then that i carried you" somewhere around the picture. It has given me so much comfort and Shalom. The picture above is an example of what i might get on my lower back once i have that kind of cash to simply blow. God is GOOD!