Revived

My ears are being filled with the worlds words.

I easily fall into the thoughts of the world when it is so subtly put in my ears.

I become a lost person and lose sight of who I am and why I am over a long period of time.

I always wonder when I will find myself and find my happiness again.

It is when I am put in the healthy and active setting when I find my happiness. When I keep myself busy with things to do, and when I fellowship with other Christians, my spirits lift up again.

It is the beginning to finding me again.

It is not long after I start the activity of life when I start to care about what is going in my ears and into my mind.

With the help of friends, they suggest good Christian music that I start to listen to again even though it has been a long time since I entered that genre. 

They may not know how they are helping me by suggesting Christian music, but I have been learning that music can affect my mind without knowing it.  And once I start to listen to Christian music again, I realize why I once, a long time ago, only listened to that genre. It keeps me focused on who I am, why I am, what my purpose is, and the faith I have deep down.

I feel like I may be on journey to happiness in this point in my life. I may not understand why certain things are happening or why I am where I am, but I have learned that I need to focus on where I am right now. To be a friend to others, to not worry about my future but have faith and hope in Christ, and to always continue to learn.

From this moment on, I will make the best of where I am in life and live each moment as my last.

With Progress,
Riely Marie W.

A Fall Journey

New places,
New people,
New friends,
And my courage is gone.

I feel weak and nervous. I do not know what to say or what to do.
I feel like the odd one out, yet I am no different than any other new comer.
I am shy and I need not be.
They do not know me.
I do not them; it scares me.
Where is the old me that used to not care? I just went to have fun.

It is hard to be so far from home in a place that is not home to me. It is beautiful here, but it is not home. I do not know how to get over the homesickness. I know I will not be away forever, but it seems like forever.

When will I start to make friends and not just meet people?
When will I just be able to go do things to explore this new place?
When will I be happy again?
When will I know what to do each day?

I wish I knew what I could do. I wish I knew how to survive. I wish I knew who I am.

I must push myself to grow. I must try to make friends. I must become who I am.

Even though I am not home, I must try to make the best of where I am. I am not here for no reason at all. 

Please pray for me in my journey this fall,
Riely Marie W.