Good Bye Room 90

Since this morning, my roommate and I have been packing, cleaning, and storing our items. I look around the room, clean as can be, and more than anything I'm going to miss room 90. Almost all my sisters are gone, and words cannot express how much I miss them. I miss there laughter, there silly voices, there hugs, and smiles. Every time I look at there beds, I image them sitting or laying there smiling. When I look out the window I thank the Lord every time for putting me in room 90. We had such fun times in here, but more than anything our main subject was pointed to God. He is everywhere in room 90. He blessed us with His grace, and peace but most of all His presences. Seeing everything packed and ready to go, makes me wish I didn't have to leave this room. But I am very honored to be the last person leaving here. Just as the roommates before us prayed over this room, we have done the same, and everyday I will continue to bless this room until I leave.


My roommates and I never had conflict between each other. Not one fight, just love. And that is by the grace of God that we were able to love each other and not fight. Thank you God for your love, and that you put a desire in the roommates before us, to pray over this room. You sure do listen to our prayers :)