Prom '07

This is Kasie In Love.

The night was Amazing. Perfect in everyway. even the two times when i tripped and landed flat on my back. Perfect. Even when Matt forgot the Tickets. Perfect. Even when someone I knew showed up in the same dress as me. Perfect.

Dinner was Wonderful. Pictures were great. My corsage was goregous. As was my date. I was His princess and Him my prince charming.

The dance was Fantasmic. We danced basically all night. People looked absolutly Insane Hot. Everyone was beautiful. And thats my favorite part. Everyone is Pretty on Prom night. You look past your little cliques of people. You look past little arguments, little disagreements, And you just watch in Awe as these all of these little ugly ducklings (myself included) step out of their shell and Shine just as God created them to shine. Even if its just for one night.

Seriously If you have not met my boyfriend. Get on it. He is so ridiculously amazing its not even funny. Yes, i may be biased, but once you get to know him, you begin to notice what I see every day. I wrote about him the day after our sixth month. But just a week after he went all out for our six month he did it again for prom. This guy makes me feel goregous on my good days, my bad days, and every other day in between. The capacity he has for Love is gigantic. I thank him for making the night so perfect.

And God. He has blessed me with everything. Including the money to buy a prom dress when money was tight. The best friends in the world to give me moral support. The most amazing mom to help me out and leave me alone when i was stressed. A wonderful dad to go take pictures with me. The God that saved a wretch like me. The God who tells me every day im worth it and I Matter. That no matter what Any boy thinks of me, He is bigger than all those boys and He thinks I am Goregous. And thats all that matters. And Lastly, I thank God for giving me the most wonderful boyfriend, basically ever. For giving him the love to love me. For giving him the courage to break the mold of Sex crazed males and be his own man, A man that treats his girlfriend with respect and devotion. Thank you God for a wonderful night. Thank you for revealing your beauty to me, and letting me be a part of the beauty. You are bigger than I could ever imagine.

The night was

Perfect.

Thanks

This weekend was rough. As many of you know. So this is a thank you.

Matt- Thank you for making me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world, all the time. Whether it be with all the roses, and flowers. The kisses on the forehead. When you say it, or just when you grab my hand and want to hold it. Thank you for letting me 'rant' on Thursday night. Thank you for Holding me on Friday. Not trying to make it better with words, but just letting me be in your arms, and not letting go. Thank you for letting me come over on saturday night, and just be with you. And feel the power that God has given you, being put into me. Thank you as Ted would like to call it for being my Rock. For being my support system in everything I do.

Ted and Angela Bryant- Thanks for listening. Thanks for being there. Thanks for praying and praying and praying. Thanks for understanding. Thank you for bringing 3 beautiful children into the world that i can hold and play with. They make me feel Alive. Thank you for being an example. For showing me how I want my future relationship with my husband to look like. For showing me what I want Matt and I's relationship to look like now.

Katie- Thanks for being the first ear. Thanks for asking.

Corey- Thanks for not having the words to say. Thanks for not pretending like everything was going to be okay. Thanks for not pretending like it wasn't going to hurt. Thanks for not pretending like I couldn't get Mad, And i couldn't be upset. Thanks for being you, and not changing. Thanks for the Text on Friday.

Lauren- Thanks for listening. Thanks for hugging me. Thanks for making me call Matthew. Thanks for Asking. Thanks for pointing me toward God. Thanks for hanging out with me, and not letting me get lonely.

Sarah Baker- Thanks for listening. Thanks for saying you want to have your way with me. Thanks for wanting to be with me. Thanks for reminding Matt that he can't stay all night and you can!

The rest of you. Thank you for being an Ear. Thank you for praying for me.

The biggest thanks of all. GOD. Thank you for Listening Major. Thanks for speaking through People,songs, words. Thank you for letting me cry on the inside, and on the outside. Thank you for giving me Grace. Thank you for keeping me Happy. Thank you for giving me all these people to talk to, to be with. Thank you for giving me Matt to be my earthly rock while you are our heavenly rock. Thank you for giving me patience. Thank you for giving me forgiviness, not only for myself but for others. Thanks for giving me Love.

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6 months

About a year and a half ago I Met a boy. Tall, skinny, cute, with and great heart and a great mind. I don't remeber how i met him exactly. Maybe it was at camp, right before my ninth grade year. Maybe it was because we both served and continue to serve in the All stars. Maybe it was because I decided that he was cute, and I was going to get to know him. We started talking about only God knows what. And really only God does know, because Him and I both forget. Then we talked about friends and school and Family. As time went on we talked about God, and relationships, Mistakes that we've made. We would talk about everything. Without realizing it over the course of a year we became really close friends. He was there when i wasn't accepted for Mexico, and then there when I found out I really was. I've been there for breakups, and egging him on to go to prom.

Six months ago today this tall, skinny, cute boy asked me to be his girlfriend. one of the greatest desicions i've ever made in my life. Not a particularly hard one. Hes kind, cute, and has a passion for Christ and People that compares to Mother Theresa. He will be kind with anybody anywhere. Leaving extra tips and a note for our waitresses that seem to be having a bad night. being there for all of his friends when they need it. Going to his sisters concerts and sports events. Coming to all of my stuff, and supporting me in everything I do. Driving down to see his brother. Etc. He cares for me. He points me towards God. He lets me cry on his shoulder. He makes me feel like im beautiful, a princess, that I matter. He's been there through alot of my SAND as Dr. Bob would call it. He's showed me Love, and Family, forgiveness, compassion, mercy, grace. He has Died and He no longer lives but Christ lives in Him. And through him. Hes going off to college in a few months and I can't wait to see what God is going to use him for there. And i can't wait to see what God brings for this relationship.

Thanks for an AMAZING six months.

I LOVE YOU.

Grace: a letter

Jesus,

How did you find the Grace. To love the sinners, and tax collectors, the prostitutes, and pharisees, the hypocrites, and most of all those who murdered you. Those who beat you and put you up on the cross. Those who mocked you and scorned you. Laughed at you and denied your name. How did you find the grace, to love a wretch like me. A screwed up teen with a beat up heart. One that trys and trys but can never try well enough. Thinks she understands when they say it isn't about actions, but never feels as though she never measures up to the 'christian' way of life. How?

I can't even do it with one person. How do you manage to do it with the World?

Can you give me that grace. Not the understanding that I am free, that you love me Jesus. But can you give me the grace to let others be free. To remind me that you love them as you love me. Can you give me the grace to forgive and keep on forgiving, even when it gets hard. Can you?

Will you show me your will. Will you show me why this hurts, why this doesn't go away. Will you teach me something from this. Will you?

I believe that you can, I believe that you will, I believe in your How's and Why's. Jesus, but help me believe in myself. That im not the one thats failing. That this isn't my problem, and if i keep on forgiving, i can be free. truely be free.

I WANT TO BE FREE.