The Last Hurrah

So I have tickets to see Britney Spears in Chicago at the end of this month. Go ahead and gasp, it's okay. I'm still kind of in shock about it myself. I'm excited and yet disappointed. I'm trying to explain it to myself and to everyone who knows me. I don't even know where to start.

I love Britney. I always have. If you really know me, you already know this. I think she's cool and smart and funny and I own all of her albums and DVD s. I know, it's ridiculous, right? I shouldn't put someone in such high regard who clearly has little to no morals. It's hurts my witness. It hurts my walk with God. She's all about inappropriate subject content. She says and does things I don't agree with and would never even consider for my own life. But I still just adore her. I started praying for her years ago. Before she got divorced, before she shaved her head. I still pray for her. Everyday. I want her to make better choices so badly. I want her to come to know Christ. I want her to be happy, no, joyful.

I'm gonna go to the concert. And I'll pray for her while I'm there. But when I come home, I'll start limiting how much of her sin I absorb. I will never stop praying for her. But this is the last hurrah. I actually changed my mind about going a couple months ago. But tickets have been bought and plans have been been made. So, I'll go, enjoy the show and PRAY like crazy.

I won't be cutting back on just Britney though. I feel that God has pressed on me to purify myself. I can feel myself changing. Things I once enjoyed and looked forward to are now dark and empty to me. I like this change. I feel like I'm moving in the right direction.