Irresistable.

As I jogged for my second half of thirty minutes I read the book from a friend. It was the 3rd book of the series, Eclipse. I finally finished my fifteen minutes of exercises and just a minute later the half boring and interesting chapter of the fictional book in front of my eyes. I thought about the other series I read. Harry Potter. My mom said before I got past the first book: "You know that there is no such thing in magic." I told her yes. Than after I thought about how much i loved the book that won my interest I prayed to God for his forgiveness in my decision I had made to read these books. My mom kept me from the stupidity of Magic and ungodly things such because, she thought that was going to draw me from the man upstairs I call me father. But, I was not interested in the fact that Harry and his friends were magic. I did not know what it was the drew me to this conclusion. No books could quite suck me in. It was really hard to get me into a book. I am a movie person and the monthly book reports in my Elementary years were the worst thing that ever happened to me but, Harry and the abusive Child hood of Dave Pelzer just trapped me in it's descriptions. When I hit 6Th grade we did reading logs that most of the time I rarely read the book or made up stores to stuff in the log of reading. After I read the eleventh chapter I closed the book and put in my gospel stories book mark in the place starting the 12Th chapter. I jumped off the tread mill I continually thought what if God did not like me reading this stuff? The books I want to read the most and want to try to read were the ones he disapproved of? Then I tried to think as to how much I believed in him. I was thinking that I believed in him as much as I can believe my mother was a human. That was not correct though. I thought to myself I must be strong in gods word because, I pray the ones in need every night and when I ask I receive. I shutter when someone places the Lords name in vain and whisper to myself "Gosh, Gosh that is Gods name they are using in vain" My favorite verse is Matthew 5:43-46 and I know all things are possible with God. People may try to convince me that The Lord our personal savior is not real but, I have proof. The only way you can see the proof is if you truly believe and pray.
Today when I woke up and my left leg aced I knew it was a new day. I walked into school. My calf hurting but, every time I walked in a certain way the pain from my calf would echo threw my leg and ache from just above my ankle to my knee. My left calf did not hurt as much as my right thigh but, when it did hurt it was pain more excruciating than the right that appeared more often. Every time my left leg hit the ground for another throbbing step I heard in my head a sound of a cement brick hitting the ground with each pace I made. It felt like a hammer had came into me but, it felt a little like that when I opened the pages to the book not knowing how close I was to the greatest person in the world I would never want to loose grip on . Though I know my grip is tighter than the bond between a Jeep and it's trails. It is meant to be. Unlike the throbbing of my ligaments.
I know that I lied. My resolution was to write just once a month but, i think I will extend to 2. I have been writing stories about these things that I store in the computer but, the things I write there are about others. As much as possible I want to make this about the reader and helping them. Not just a certain person this is because letting people know how I get close to God may help them get there to. That is what I pray...., Every night.