Mississippi. It has "miss" in the name.

It's nearly midnight. I've been dwelling on life - it's what you do between the studying and the reading and the occasional episode of ANTM.
I am aware of this unrelenting emptiness within me that had been filled with a hug from my dad, rolling my eyes at a bad joke, calling him on the phone when I saw something funny. Oh, my God, are you holding him close? Tell him I love him.

Oh, but praise God for new friends. Here in Hattiesburg I've met the most amazing, inspiring woman. She hasn't had the easiest life - but she carries a joy in her. A love that she doesn't withhold. I loved her instantly as a second mom. As someone that I KNOW if I need to collapse into someone's arms and just cry that she'll be there with open arms.
Mrs. Belinda Jo - I can't imagine how God is able to take two hearts and bind them together so tightly in such a short amount of time!! But I thank him for the gift - the blessing - the TREASURE of being able to call you my MS Momma.

p.s. this is a sermon from a while ago at my homechurch in Auburn.
It is a refreshing and inspiring take on homosexuality and the Christian's identity that you may not have come across before.