21 Years

Another birthday has come and gone and it leaves me one year older and lets me buy alcohol. but i cant help but reflect really briefly.

Just things like, "how did I get where I am now?" "how did I become the man I am now?" "How did I come to meet people that I've met?" I could ask a billion questions and get a 2 billion answers, but really there's only one answer that can sufficiently answer all these questions; the Grace of God. By God's Grace is really what makes us Christian, right? We sin, but God forgives. Grace.

Think about it. How did I come to Rutgers with such a low SAT score? Grace of God. How did I end up in KCCC to personally know God? Grace of God. How'd I live this long without a serious illness? Grace of God. Why am I so damn good looking? Grace of God. How'd I get such an amazing girlfriend? Grace of God. I could go on and on. I just want to stop and think about how good God really is. and honestly, I dont think it's possible to really comprehend how good He is. I dont deserve to be this blessed. For the amount of selfishness that I generate, the amount of hatred I generate towards others, etc., I dont deserve this life I live in. But here I am.

IM 21, BIATCH. WOOT WOOT