I've never done a blog entry but I'm going to do my best because my mom asked me to. I don't know where to start but I guess I'll start at the beginning and why I believe I'm here at this point in my life. So...
I was birthed on May 5, 1988 around noon-ish.. And my mother gave me the name Kristina Julia-Mae Horton. What's funny is that my mom said that she gave me the name Kristina because she believed that I was a gift from god and that in his name she wanted to honor him. Its funny because I would never see myself as a gift to anyone, I mean I spend tons of cash involuntary and very much voluntary, I require lots of attention from day 1 to age 20, at times very messy, and I am a girl. Lets face it, teenage girls are not the great treasures of the world. But I guess if the shoe fits... lol Anyway, she came up with Christ-ina but there was something missing, she felt that my name was too common and that I deserved a name a little more unique so that’s when she throw out the Ch and put a K. Special K that is... From that day on, I was blessed because my mom began my life glorifying God.
“Even every one that is called by my name: for I have created him for my glory, I have formed him; yea, I have made him.” Isaiah 43:7
As far back as I can remember my mom has been a believer, follower, or devotee… a Jesus Freak! Lol When I was younger I didn’t understand it, believing in something you couldn’t see or feel. Just didn’t sit right with me for some reason. Probably because of my scientific brain being developed. I went to church camps and Sunday schools but mostly for the free food and to spend time with my friends. It didn’t slap me upside the head til my late years in high school that I needed more to life than what was physically accessible. I needed God so I picked up my bible and instead of skimming though, I wrote down notes and absorbed the information. Then it started to make sense, this guy was very much real and I could feel it. But what does this mean?
It means that an Angel touched me at a very early stage in my life. That I had no choice in what I wanted in life and that if I swayed or made a mistake, my Angel would do everything in her power to get me back on track. From the day that I was born and given my name, my Angel knew I was destined to be here and I had purpose.
My purpose was to be here, at this very moment, sitting in this uncomfortable chair next to my father waiting for my Angel to come out of surgery. I was made to be here for my mother who has been there for plenty of people including those who didn’t deserve it. I have had a rocky journey to adulthood as plenty of children go though with their parents but through the numerous storms, intense arguments and the unmentionable things said, we are still here. So I’m not worried about breast cancer or this surgery because we have been to hell and back and this is just another thing that WE will beat.
I have faith, a Blind Faith.
“Jesus said to him, “Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” John 20:29
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