Blessed.

Last month on the 24th, I turned 15.
{a big 'thank you' for all of the sweet comments/emails you left me--they made my day!}  

Lately I have been reflecting on just how precious life is. 

My grandma had to be taken to the hospital on Tuesday evening of this week to be evaluated for a stroke.  After many tests, the doctors concluded that she had a TIA or mini stroke, so thankfully she will not be permanently effected by it.  She was discharged last evening.  I love my grandmother so much--It was so hard to watch her go through that (my whole family was at her house when she started having limpness in her right arm, etc.).

So you see, sometimes we often take life for granted.

As the New Living Translation of James 4:14 tells us,  

'Your life is like the morning fog—it's here a little while, then it's gone.'

We should make the most of the time God gives us here on earth, striving to tell people about the Gospel, and developing a close walk with Him.  I pray that my life will be a testimony to the world--a shining light for my Maker in this world of darkness.

I want to give thanks to the one who gave me life. 

The One who, 'knit me together in my mother's womb.' [Psalm 139:13]    

I am so grateful to be part of my wonderful family and to have dear friends....

Which leads me to make this conclusion:

I am a blessed fifteen year old.