First time blogging

Yo yo!!! Hey everyone, my name is Whitney and I'm 22 yrs old. Now I look 12, but its a good thing, because when I am 50, I will look 30!

My hometown is Michigan, but I just moved to Texas. Yeeehaawww! Why such a big move? Well I  shall explain.
My parentals moved to Texas a year ago because of my dad's job (he's a minister). I stayed in Michigan because I did NOT want to move to Texas. I'm thinking, what the heck am I gonna do in Texas? so random!
I moved in with my cousin and enjoyed complete freedom (my parents are strict). I had house parties, I went out ALL the time, I let my boyfriend...well ex boyfriend, sleep over,  and I drank like a fish.  I know, I know, you are thinking---preachers kids are the worst ones!!!!  I wouldn't completely agree, but I do support the argument. I was so sheltered that when I finally had air to breathe, I went all out and did everything I was told not to do.

WARNING ....TO ALL PARENTS: When you put Extra restrictions on your kids, and don't let them out of you sight, they will go crazy! Now I am not saying to let them do whatever they want, but at least let them make some mistakes for themselves now, so they won't do it later in life.

Okay, now where was I? Oh yea, craziness! Well I wanted to do something with my life but I couldn't because i was stuck in the same cycle. Doing the same things over and over again...with the same people, stuck in the sammmeee job. So I decided that the only way to get out of that cycle was to get out of Michigan. I packed up my stuff, said goodbye, and moved to Texas with my parents... I felt bad leaving my boyfriend, I love him so much, but I had to leave for my own good and my own sanity.

Now I am here. When I got here (TX) I knew that this is where God Wanted me to be. (Yes I am a christian) And to me, Christianity is not a religion, it is having a relationship with God. 

And speaking of God, He totally answered my prayer. I had been praying that someone would give  me a car...free.. My friends told me I was crazy and insisted on me going to a dealership. I prayed in the Holy Spirit( in tongues) every morning after my pastor told me to do so. One week later,  a girl comes up to me and asks me if I needed a car. Im like "Yeah". She said she just got a new one, and she wanted to give her old one to me!  I said "Thank you Jesus!"         I'm tellin ya! Never stop praying for what you want, it may seem like it takes a while, but never doubt and keep praying. It will come.

Okay it is 11 am and I need to wash my hair. Gotta go to work today. Im praying for a better one. Retail is not exactly my dream job
Be Blessed