Cory left this morning to head towards Ft. Sill, Oklahoma at 6 am. I miss him terribly. None of you probably want to hear about this stuff, but oh well. I have a point to all of this. So I cried at least seven times yesterday and a little bit this morning as I said goodbye, but then I went to work where I was distracted by my friends there and I was okay. Until I got home. I cried a lot because I was alone and there was nothing to distract my thoughts from drifting toward Cory.
But every time I cried (and here's my point), Bible verses flooded my brain. The first person I went to for my sorrow was God. Not having Cory around whenever I want to see him is a huge change and I miss him so much, but I know I would be worse off if I didn't have God. Almost every time I cried and prayed, I felt a peace come over me, and though I was/am still upset, I know God is keeping an eye out for me - 1 Peter 5:7 says so. Plus, I know God wouldn't let anything happen to me unless He knew I could handle. Obviously He thinks I'm pretty strong. I don't know where He's getting that from...
My emotions have been pretty crazy these last few days (and he only left this morning), but I know I'll be okay. I am so thankful I have a boyfriend who I know would do anything for me, but I am even more thankful that I have a God who offers His unconditional love and protection when I need it most.
peace, love, and roller coasters.