I feel like a kept woman. God has truly blessed me in so many ways in the past few months, and its not even just the big things, its the little things that many times we pass over because they seem too insignificant to take notice of.

But a kept woman you say? I know. Thats what I thought. "Me a kept woman? Impossible! I am just a short step away from burning all my bras, much less being kept by anyone!" but I was, and little did I know it I was being kept by God all along.

When out of stupidity I almost fell off a 40 story building at age 12, God kept me.

When I was in almost fatal car crash at 16 and I was able to walk away with nothing more than a flesh wound and whip lash, God kept me.

And those are only the big things! What about the times I've checked my car and found I've been driving it with no water in the radiator for the past week? Or when I asked God to give me a church to belong to and He found me Sunset Coast, but not only that He let me meet some wonderful people, and a great friend in Ruth. Not to mention all the great 'internet people' I have come to know online, some whom I've met and some whom I will be soon meeting in person!

The blessings seem endless. And when I think of God I am nothing but thankful. God is truly good, and I am truly a kept woman.