There are many things I'm passionate about, and many things that frustrate me.
The worst combination is when I get frustrated about things I love.
As sad as it is, we are people that are often consumed by image.
Whether we like to admit or not, and as hard as we try not to be... it happens.
Who has the most Northface jackets?
Who has the newest TOMS?
Who has the latest Apple product?
In this blog last month, I mentioned how as followers, we should carry the name of Jesus everywhere. I thought about that, carrying His name, last night as I saw a table full of girls that had bedazzled, decorated, colored, fancy crosses on their shirts, jewelry, and bags.
What I really thought about, was their relationship with Christ. Not in a judgmental way, but in a curious way - if they know what the crosses they're wearing stand for and represent. I sadly think that some people think of the cross like they do hearts and flowers: decorative. I'm not saying that wearing the cross or having it anywhere on your stuff is wrong - I have necklaces, NOTW shirts are cool, there's nothing bad in and of itself with wearing the cross. I just wish more people would respect it and acknowledge it's meaning.
I fear that the cross has lost it's meaning, it's sacredness and value. The cross (and the word "Christian") means nothing to a lot of people these days. It's seen as just another ordinary symbol or picture. We don't look at the cross as a place of love, redemption and grace. The cross has or is becoming another status symbol and label.
It's frustrating to me when people who in one way or another wear a cross, and shame or blaspheme it by their words and actions - and I've been guilty of this. The cross carries a heavy meaning; it and the call it has on our lives should not be taken lightly.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Satisfaction.
I saw a quote this morning that said,
Having a religion will not save you, having a relationship with Him will.
I honestly can't picture life without my relationship with Christ. Which is funny, kinda, because for a long, long time, I was one of those Christians that just knew it as a religion, not a relationship.
Christianity is not easy, it's not always fun, and it's definitely not always safe. Marriages fall apart sometimes because people stop trying, they stop caring, and things get hard. Our society likes things easy. If things get too complicated or difficult, we cop out. Having a relationship with Christ is the same way. You have to work at it.
And believe it or not, that is much more than going to church and Bible study every week, and having a quiet time every day. It's active communication, a fight, putting forth effort.
Psalm 63 says, You satisfy me more than the richest feast.
Do we really cherish and get more satisfaction from Him than food? sleep? people?
In my Bible, I wrote "the only way to have a consistent walk with Him and reach the fullness of joy!" by verse one... I earnestly search for you. My soul thirsts for you, my whole body longs for you...
There is fullness of joy in Him.
There is no greater satisfaction than in Him.
Even in the midst of busyness and college life, we (I) should be earnestly seeking Him. Things have to change, I can't continue feeling this way. My heart broke this morning as I thought about and prayed for every person in my life (whether I am aware of their hurt or not) that may be feeling empty, lonely, lost, frustrated... and don't have a relationship with Christ, that don't feel like they can turn to Christ and pour our their heart and their troubles to Him.
Having a religion will not save you, having a relationship with Him will.
I honestly can't picture life without my relationship with Christ. Which is funny, kinda, because for a long, long time, I was one of those Christians that just knew it as a religion, not a relationship.
Christianity is not easy, it's not always fun, and it's definitely not always safe. Marriages fall apart sometimes because people stop trying, they stop caring, and things get hard. Our society likes things easy. If things get too complicated or difficult, we cop out. Having a relationship with Christ is the same way. You have to work at it.
And believe it or not, that is much more than going to church and Bible study every week, and having a quiet time every day. It's active communication, a fight, putting forth effort.
Psalm 63 says, You satisfy me more than the richest feast.
Do we really cherish and get more satisfaction from Him than food? sleep? people?
In my Bible, I wrote "the only way to have a consistent walk with Him and reach the fullness of joy!" by verse one... I earnestly search for you. My soul thirsts for you, my whole body longs for you...
There is fullness of joy in Him.
There is no greater satisfaction than in Him.
Even in the midst of busyness and college life, we (I) should be earnestly seeking Him. Things have to change, I can't continue feeling this way. My heart broke this morning as I thought about and prayed for every person in my life (whether I am aware of their hurt or not) that may be feeling empty, lonely, lost, frustrated... and don't have a relationship with Christ, that don't feel like they can turn to Christ and pour our their heart and their troubles to Him.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Fast-Paced Life.
I lead a busy life. I've decided maybe my mind thrives on it? My body and it's lack of sleep don't necessarily like it, but I look at my life the last five years and see how often I overload myself. I think it goes back to my hatred of boredom and the thrill of completing a challenge.
Two days during the week, I have a roughly 15-hour class/work-day. My days are spent running from one thing to the next, prioritizing what task needs completed next, which one's can be pushed off a little longer... just trying to keep myself afloat.
For some reason, I started having foot problems Saturday. A shot of pain goes up my foot with every step I take, doesn't matter what shoes I'm wearing - all I can do is walk slower and limp in attempt to lessen the pain. It doesn't take much to get me to go to a doctor, so that's what I did today.
The doctor wasn't sure if it's tendinitis, but gave me some anti-inflammatory medicine regardless. As I was driving home, I thought to myself, "I really hope this medicine works and this goes away... I don't have time to 'take it easy' or have surgery..."
And then I just felt like the Lord said,
slow down.
Life may get busy, but it does not have to be stressful. I am one of those people that struggles with telling people no, and just keeps adding things onto the pile. But some things, even good things, can become distractions.
No matter what age I am, what stage of life I'm in, I have to and want to keep the Lord first. Sometimes that means slowing down and saying no.
Two days during the week, I have a roughly 15-hour class/work-day. My days are spent running from one thing to the next, prioritizing what task needs completed next, which one's can be pushed off a little longer... just trying to keep myself afloat.
For some reason, I started having foot problems Saturday. A shot of pain goes up my foot with every step I take, doesn't matter what shoes I'm wearing - all I can do is walk slower and limp in attempt to lessen the pain. It doesn't take much to get me to go to a doctor, so that's what I did today.
The doctor wasn't sure if it's tendinitis, but gave me some anti-inflammatory medicine regardless. As I was driving home, I thought to myself, "I really hope this medicine works and this goes away... I don't have time to 'take it easy' or have surgery..."
And then I just felt like the Lord said,
slow down.
Life may get busy, but it does not have to be stressful. I am one of those people that struggles with telling people no, and just keeps adding things onto the pile. But some things, even good things, can become distractions.
No matter what age I am, what stage of life I'm in, I have to and want to keep the Lord first. Sometimes that means slowing down and saying no.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Valentine (pt. 2)
So, I did get a little crafty for valentine's day this year.
This was my first year to do valentine's day gifts that reached beyond mini candy bars and cartoon scratch-'n-sniff cards.
Aaron and I share a mutual love of Chinese food. I'm not sure if I remember how many times we ate at Panda Express this summer... plus all the times I ate there without him. So, what better gift than felt fortune cookies?
Sorry, Martha Stewart... your idea did not work out very well. Luckily, my 4-H sewing skills have not disappeared and that high school graduation gift could be used!
I made eight, because we have an odd re-occurrence of the number eight in our relationship. The cookies did not contain fortunes, but cute, mushy quotes and whatnot. :) He also got a customized picture frame and handmade card.
You get cute gifts when your girlfriend is a designer/artist. Just saying.
Valentine.
Dear Boyfriend,
You basically just provided the best weekend I've had since this summer.
The fact that the first and last thing we did on this trip was eat Taco Bell makes me laugh - though not as hard as when you tickled me.
Friday included antique shops, chocolate and spending time with you. Three of my favorite things.
Lunch at the Crimson Moon was delish, even if their speakers were hung with carabiners, and the fonts were horrible on the menu. I also love that your family trusted their stomachs to me (okay, mostly you) to cook valentine's day dinner. I love even more that we did not care to change out of our shirts that held the evidence of a flour fight. It adds some finesse to the picture, I think. Friday was full of food, nom nom nom... oh, and me beating everyone at Wii bowling.
Making me sneak onto the old car at Underground Atlanta on Saturday... priceless. My adventurous spirit doesn't get out too much, so I think I met my quota for the week. I know you wanted to get in the choo-choo, but the crazy security guy with dreads was too scary to try and push out. Next time?
Do you remember the crazy, toothless, homeless lady telling us we were cute? I agree. :)
As if the park wasn't amazing enough in itself, you remembered I wrote down a picnic on my 101 to-do list. Best. picnic. ever. I'm sorry you didn't like saltines and cucumbers, but I knew you wouldn't! I hope we don't get a fine for littering cucumber. I also don't know many people that would take me to Hobby Lobby just for the heck of it. And be willing to take a mirror picture with me. Little stuff like this we miss out on being 1200 miles apart. :)
You also remembered my love of Italian food. Yummmmmmmmmmm. Even though you didn't like my mushroom manicotti, and confused the waitress with your order.... it was relaxing to sit in that too-dark corner with no candles and paper tablecloths to color on. Losing Hand and Foot afterwards wasn't the greatest though, we should work on that.
"I don't want you to leave!" ...this was one of the cutest moments of the weekend.
We sure do know how to make each other laugh - one of my favorite things about us.
You basically just provided the best weekend I've had since this summer.
The fact that the first and last thing we did on this trip was eat Taco Bell makes me laugh - though not as hard as when you tickled me.
Friday included antique shops, chocolate and spending time with you. Three of my favorite things.
Lunch at the Crimson Moon was delish, even if their speakers were hung with carabiners, and the fonts were horrible on the menu. I also love that your family trusted their stomachs to me (okay, mostly you) to cook valentine's day dinner. I love even more that we did not care to change out of our shirts that held the evidence of a flour fight. It adds some finesse to the picture, I think. Friday was full of food, nom nom nom... oh, and me beating everyone at Wii bowling.
Making me sneak onto the old car at Underground Atlanta on Saturday... priceless. My adventurous spirit doesn't get out too much, so I think I met my quota for the week. I know you wanted to get in the choo-choo, but the crazy security guy with dreads was too scary to try and push out. Next time?
Do you remember the crazy, toothless, homeless lady telling us we were cute? I agree. :)
As if the park wasn't amazing enough in itself, you remembered I wrote down a picnic on my 101 to-do list. Best. picnic. ever. I'm sorry you didn't like saltines and cucumbers, but I knew you wouldn't! I hope we don't get a fine for littering cucumber. I also don't know many people that would take me to Hobby Lobby just for the heck of it. And be willing to take a mirror picture with me. Little stuff like this we miss out on being 1200 miles apart. :)
You also remembered my love of Italian food. Yummmmmmmmmmm. Even though you didn't like my mushroom manicotti, and confused the waitress with your order.... it was relaxing to sit in that too-dark corner with no candles and paper tablecloths to color on. Losing Hand and Foot afterwards wasn't the greatest though, we should work on that.
"I don't want you to leave!" ...this was one of the cutest moments of the weekend.
We sure do know how to make each other laugh - one of my favorite things about us.
I sure did hate saying good-bye to you. I think the Lord is reminding me to be content wherever I am, whether it's dancing with you in the car in Atlanta or sitting in my quiet apartment alone.
Love, jess
p.s. - I'm sorry I assumed (this summer, I might add) you had no creativity. Seven months later, you prove me wrong. You out-did yourself with the poem and scrapbook. I'm glad the Lord gave both of us some creativity. :)
Friday, February 11, 2011
Day Thirty! Done!
Where do you think you’ll be in 5 years?
This question should not be allowed. The closer I get to graduating, and the more I think about it, the more I think about where I'm going next.
Part of me thinks Dallas would be fun, maybe a good "first step" after college.
But, Nashville would be awesome, and the only adventurous spirit I have in me is set aside for moving. Plus, I know people (okay, like three) there. And, hello... awesome concerts and famous people?
Florida would be even greater. I'm tired of this cold, snowy, icy, windy business. I could handle Florida.
But really, things could change in a year. A year ago, I never even considered Nashville or Florida. It was me and Dallas, maybe Austin.
Ultimately, I don't have the last say. It makes me kind of laugh when I think about the fact that God already knows where I'll be two years from this exact day. He knows the day I will move, the job I will work, the place I will live. He sees me having all these ideas, and I wonder how off or on track I am according to His plan. I wonder if God ever giggles at me.
I'm probably like His afternoon sitcom.
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p.s. - I'm glad this is done.
This question should not be allowed. The closer I get to graduating, and the more I think about it, the more I think about where I'm going next.
Part of me thinks Dallas would be fun, maybe a good "first step" after college.
But, Nashville would be awesome, and the only adventurous spirit I have in me is set aside for moving. Plus, I know people (okay, like three) there. And, hello... awesome concerts and famous people?
Florida would be even greater. I'm tired of this cold, snowy, icy, windy business. I could handle Florida.
But really, things could change in a year. A year ago, I never even considered Nashville or Florida. It was me and Dallas, maybe Austin.
Ultimately, I don't have the last say. It makes me kind of laugh when I think about the fact that God already knows where I'll be two years from this exact day. He knows the day I will move, the job I will work, the place I will live. He sees me having all these ideas, and I wonder how off or on track I am according to His plan. I wonder if God ever giggles at me.
I'm probably like His afternoon sitcom.
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p.s. - I'm glad this is done.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Day Twenty-nine.
Write about any particular habits/mannerisms that you have.
This is a hard one... I think it's hard to pick out habits I have, because they seem so normal. Ha.
First of all, I do the same thing every morning. Not always in a precise order, but if you were to video me every morning in the kitchen... you would be bored by day three. Eggs, cheese, skillet. Coffee. Bible. Proceed in getting ready.
I play with my hair a lot. Not in the girly-twirly way, but I comb thru it with my fingers or pull it up into what would be a ponytail and let it fall.
I know I have more. Somebody point them out to me.... what habits do you see of mine?
This is a hard one... I think it's hard to pick out habits I have, because they seem so normal. Ha.
First of all, I do the same thing every morning. Not always in a precise order, but if you were to video me every morning in the kitchen... you would be bored by day three. Eggs, cheese, skillet. Coffee. Bible. Proceed in getting ready.
I play with my hair a lot. Not in the girly-twirly way, but I comb thru it with my fingers or pull it up into what would be a ponytail and let it fall.
I know I have more. Somebody point them out to me.... what habits do you see of mine?
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Day Twenty-eight.
If you had three wishes, what would they be?
1. That Aaron and I lived closer together. I can do long-distance. But, the 1200-miles-apart-only-see-each-other-every-few-months sucks, majorly. I have to remind myself almost daily there is a season for everything, and it is beautiful in it's own way. I hope when I look back that I see the beauty in it. :)
2. That I could fly anywhere I wanted for free, as many times as I wanted. I would fly to KC and see my sister, to Cali to see Kelli, to Georgia, to Houston, to D.C., to Oxford... oh my gosh. There would be so many places I would go!! Not that I think about it every minute of every day, and not that it pushes me into depression, but I really hate how many of the people I love dearly live so far away.
3. Okay, now usually I say that I wouldn't wish it away, but if wishes really did exist... I don't know that I would be able to pass it up. I would wish for a healthy pancreas. Not that I don't value the things I have learned from diabetes, the people I've met because of my diabetes (Ellie and Lora), or how much smarter it's probably made me (even though I suck at math, still)... but it would really un-complicate my life. Just saying.
1. That Aaron and I lived closer together. I can do long-distance. But, the 1200-miles-apart-only-see-each-other-every-few-months sucks, majorly. I have to remind myself almost daily there is a season for everything, and it is beautiful in it's own way. I hope when I look back that I see the beauty in it. :)
2. That I could fly anywhere I wanted for free, as many times as I wanted. I would fly to KC and see my sister, to Cali to see Kelli, to Georgia, to Houston, to D.C., to Oxford... oh my gosh. There would be so many places I would go!! Not that I think about it every minute of every day, and not that it pushes me into depression, but I really hate how many of the people I love dearly live so far away.
3. Okay, now usually I say that I wouldn't wish it away, but if wishes really did exist... I don't know that I would be able to pass it up. I would wish for a healthy pancreas. Not that I don't value the things I have learned from diabetes, the people I've met because of my diabetes (Ellie and Lora), or how much smarter it's probably made me (even though I suck at math, still)... but it would really un-complicate my life. Just saying.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Day Twenty-seven.
Where is somewhere you would want to visit?
Prague.
Bolivia.
Brazil.
New York.
D.C.
China.
Italy.
Austin.
Washington.
Hawaii.
oh, and Georgia.
But I'm going there Thursday. :)
p.s. - it's aaron and I's six month anniversary today :))
Prague.
Bolivia.
Brazil.
New York.
D.C.
China.
Italy.
Austin.
Washington.
Hawaii.
oh, and Georgia.
But I'm going there Thursday. :)
p.s. - it's aaron and I's six month anniversary today :))
Monday, February 7, 2011
Day Twenty-six.
Write about something you once loved, but now despise.
There are more things I can think of that I used to despise, but now love. Most of them being food... but also running, and some music. I'm sure there's more, that seems like too short of a list.
I know there's something that I just can't think of right now... something bigger or more significant. But honestly, the only thing I can think of is....
cottage cheese.
Obviously my brain doesn't want to cooperate right now. Hopefully you enjoyed this short and sweet little tidbit.
There are more things I can think of that I used to despise, but now love. Most of them being food... but also running, and some music. I'm sure there's more, that seems like too short of a list.
I know there's something that I just can't think of right now... something bigger or more significant. But honestly, the only thing I can think of is....
cottage cheese.
Obviously my brain doesn't want to cooperate right now. Hopefully you enjoyed this short and sweet little tidbit.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Day Twenty-five.
Write a letter to someone you miss.
Dear Grandpa,
I wish I had known you when I was older and could remember you more. I feel like we have a very similar personality from the tidbits I do remember.
Dear Ellie,
I wish we lived closer. For once in my life.
Dear Kelli,
I miss our morning notes and long hugs. Waking up to nothing on my mirror and no one to giggle with is boring. You also can tell when I'm lying through my teeth, which helps keep me in line.
Dear Stephen,
I miss our bike rides and heart to hearts.
Dear S,
I miss you. The End.
There is a time and purpose for every season and situation. There is a wonderful reason that so many people I love are so far away from me - hopefully in ten years I can look back and see why. I would say that that's something I'll ask when I go to heaven... but I know by then I won't even care. :)
Dear Grandpa,
I wish I had known you when I was older and could remember you more. I feel like we have a very similar personality from the tidbits I do remember.
Dear Ellie,
I wish we lived closer. For once in my life.
Dear Kelli,
I miss our morning notes and long hugs. Waking up to nothing on my mirror and no one to giggle with is boring. You also can tell when I'm lying through my teeth, which helps keep me in line.
Dear Stephen,
I miss our bike rides and heart to hearts.
Dear S,
I miss you. The End.
There is a time and purpose for every season and situation. There is a wonderful reason that so many people I love are so far away from me - hopefully in ten years I can look back and see why. I would say that that's something I'll ask when I go to heaven... but I know by then I won't even care. :)
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Day Twenty-four.
How has your week been?
My week has been... crazy.
Beach Reach training.
Snow and negative windchill temps.
New projects in class.
Glorieta recruitment.
Bible study.
Work two jobs.
Freelance stuff.
Laundry, dishes, cleaning.
Scholarship applications (last semester of this!)
Not to mention everything I need to do today.
I really try to get all of my "tasks" done before Sunday, so that I can fully and truly enjoy my Sabbath. I think it's important no matter what stage of life you're in, but this semester, I can tell that I will really need a day to relax, de-stress and just be. So, with that being said....
My week has been... crazy.
Beach Reach training.
Snow and negative windchill temps.
New projects in class.
Glorieta recruitment.
Bible study.
Work two jobs.
Freelance stuff.
Laundry, dishes, cleaning.
Scholarship applications (last semester of this!)
Not to mention everything I need to do today.
I really try to get all of my "tasks" done before Sunday, so that I can fully and truly enjoy my Sabbath. I think it's important no matter what stage of life you're in, but this semester, I can tell that I will really need a day to relax, de-stress and just be. So, with that being said....
Friday, February 4, 2011
Day Twenty-three.
Describe what you spend most of your time on.
Design.
Hands-down.
School: four studio classes, one art history class.
Work: two design jobs.
Free-time: doing homework or freelance.
That's how I know it's a God-given talent and skill. I so badly want a job after I graduate that furthers His kingdom, in one way or another.
Design.
Hands-down.
School: four studio classes, one art history class.
Work: two design jobs.
Free-time: doing homework or freelance.
That's how I know it's a God-given talent and skill. I so badly want a job after I graduate that furthers His kingdom, in one way or another.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Day Twenty-two.
What made you smile the most today?
Today was a very rough day. I hate when one person can affect your day so much, sometimes it's good... sometimes it's bad. But what I love, is that for every bad egg there are eleven good ones out there. (cliche, I know. don't judge me.)
I had some encouragement from friends and co-workers. I called my daddy to vent. After the mishap happened, it was nothing but encouragement for the rest of the day from everyone I talked to or saw. Even though I loved and needed the words of comfort, what made me smile the most was two very small things.
Eden and Salem.
I went through phases; I loved kids for a long time, and then I did not love kids for awhile, and now I'm back to loving kids. They amaze me. The way kids giggle warms my heart, it is truly one of my favorite things in the world. Especially the giggle that happens when you tickle them.
Tonight, I went over to my church-adoptive parents house for laundry and dinner. Every time I go over to their house, the kids are more and more used to me - and today they ran up to me and gave me huge hugs without mommy even telling them to do so.
I love that the Creator of the universe cares about the smallest details like bad days and hugs.
Today was a very rough day. I hate when one person can affect your day so much, sometimes it's good... sometimes it's bad. But what I love, is that for every bad egg there are eleven good ones out there. (cliche, I know. don't judge me.)
I had some encouragement from friends and co-workers. I called my daddy to vent. After the mishap happened, it was nothing but encouragement for the rest of the day from everyone I talked to or saw. Even though I loved and needed the words of comfort, what made me smile the most was two very small things.
Eden and Salem.
I went through phases; I loved kids for a long time, and then I did not love kids for awhile, and now I'm back to loving kids. They amaze me. The way kids giggle warms my heart, it is truly one of my favorite things in the world. Especially the giggle that happens when you tickle them.
Tonight, I went over to my church-adoptive parents house for laundry and dinner. Every time I go over to their house, the kids are more and more used to me - and today they ran up to me and gave me huge hugs without mommy even telling them to do so.
I love that the Creator of the universe cares about the smallest details like bad days and hugs.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Day Twenty-one.
How has your life changed over the past year?
Whoa.
How has life changed? How has life not changed?
I think my relationship with Christ has grown and changed, which has in turn changed many things. Certain things and people are no longer in my life - most of which I'm okay with, but wish was different. My heart has been opened to missions. I'm so aware of Christ's love and beauty, I see it everywhere. I sponsor a little Bolivian girl. I met one of the most amazing, Christ-like men I've ever known. I've experienced joy, freedom and peace like never before.
Then there's other stuff like, I moved out of the dorm. I live by myself. I got a new job. My idea of what I want to do after I graduate has changed. I now know the gloriousness of Gungor music. I've actually eaten at one of the Thai restaurants in Canyon. I have a legit camera now. My pump now has a name.
Whoa.
How has life changed? How has life not changed?
I think my relationship with Christ has grown and changed, which has in turn changed many things. Certain things and people are no longer in my life - most of which I'm okay with, but wish was different. My heart has been opened to missions. I'm so aware of Christ's love and beauty, I see it everywhere. I sponsor a little Bolivian girl. I met one of the most amazing, Christ-like men I've ever known. I've experienced joy, freedom and peace like never before.
Then there's other stuff like, I moved out of the dorm. I live by myself. I got a new job. My idea of what I want to do after I graduate has changed. I now know the gloriousness of Gungor music. I've actually eaten at one of the Thai restaurants in Canyon. I have a legit camera now. My pump now has a name.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Day Twenty.
What did you eat today?
Coffee.
Egg with bread.
Boston Creme Pie sugar-free pudding.
Half-turkey sandwich.
Austin PB snack crackers.
Small orange.
Hamburger Helper.
Veggies.
Not the most exciting day...
Coffee.
Egg with bread.
Boston Creme Pie sugar-free pudding.
Half-turkey sandwich.
Austin PB snack crackers.
Small orange.
Hamburger Helper.
Veggies.
Not the most exciting day...
Monday, January 31, 2011
Day Nineteen.
Write about your last birthday and how you plan to spend your upcoming birthday.
Ohhhh. Last year's birthday was magical. By far the best birthday I had, therefore ending my bad birthday streak. :)
It started with a midnight run to Waffle House.
I went to a Beth Moore simulcast, where my friends surprised me with balloons and flowers.
My roommates decorated my door and bathroom suite with streamers and writing on the mirrors.
I think I went and ate Thai food for lunch...
Ate at Cheddar's with like nine of my favorite people, that also bought me dessert!
Then came home and had ice cream oreo cake made by my suitemate :)
Basically, my birthday consisted of Beth Moore, food and friends.
Really, does it get any better than that? I think not.
Ohhhh. Last year's birthday was magical. By far the best birthday I had, therefore ending my bad birthday streak. :)
It started with a midnight run to Waffle House.
I went to a Beth Moore simulcast, where my friends surprised me with balloons and flowers.
My roommates decorated my door and bathroom suite with streamers and writing on the mirrors.
I think I went and ate Thai food for lunch...
Ate at Cheddar's with like nine of my favorite people, that also bought me dessert!
Then came home and had ice cream oreo cake made by my suitemate :)
Basically, my birthday consisted of Beth Moore, food and friends.
Really, does it get any better than that? I think not.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Worth the Read.
I document a lot.
I write, design, draw, paint, take pictures. All of them document something.
Today, in college group, we talked about seeking God's will. I feel like that's been on my mind and in my conversations a lot lately. People graduating, people getting engaged, new jobs, friendships, on and on. And for as much as we talk about it, we only pray about it half the time - I'm included in this.
Twice in one week, Jeremiah 29 has been brought up. Verse 13 says, "You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."
Do we, or do I, know what it means to really search for Him with all that we are? We wonder what we're supposed to do, and go on with our day expecting a flashing sign to appear on the sidewalk - but praying, reading the Word, fasting and seeking counsel are usually not on the radar. That's why it's not finding the time to spend time with God, but convincing ourselves that it is important enough to set aside the time.
Part of asking is a willingness to go. But we can't pray for Him to send us where we want to go, our prayers bend our desires to His will. We can't be like little kids, running around yelling, "mine!" or "I don't wanna!" But how often do we do that? How often do we create ways to change or bend His will?
God has called us to be salt and light, but too often we don't see the glory and satisfaction of doing what God has called us to do. The world wants people of authentic change. Not just the only difference being which building we go to on Sundays.
God is writing each of our stories. Don't take the pen from Him.
But make sure to put words on the page that people would want to read.
No matter what stage we are in in life, there's something we can each do. Doesn't matter if we're just students, or live in a small town, or single. We are called to live a life worthy of our calling.
If your last week was a chapter in a book, would it be worth documenting?
I write, design, draw, paint, take pictures. All of them document something.
Today, in college group, we talked about seeking God's will. I feel like that's been on my mind and in my conversations a lot lately. People graduating, people getting engaged, new jobs, friendships, on and on. And for as much as we talk about it, we only pray about it half the time - I'm included in this.
Twice in one week, Jeremiah 29 has been brought up. Verse 13 says, "You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."
Do we, or do I, know what it means to really search for Him with all that we are? We wonder what we're supposed to do, and go on with our day expecting a flashing sign to appear on the sidewalk - but praying, reading the Word, fasting and seeking counsel are usually not on the radar. That's why it's not finding the time to spend time with God, but convincing ourselves that it is important enough to set aside the time.
Part of asking is a willingness to go. But we can't pray for Him to send us where we want to go, our prayers bend our desires to His will. We can't be like little kids, running around yelling, "mine!" or "I don't wanna!" But how often do we do that? How often do we create ways to change or bend His will?
God has called us to be salt and light, but too often we don't see the glory and satisfaction of doing what God has called us to do. The world wants people of authentic change. Not just the only difference being which building we go to on Sundays.
God is writing each of our stories. Don't take the pen from Him.
But make sure to put words on the page that people would want to read.
No matter what stage we are in in life, there's something we can each do. Doesn't matter if we're just students, or live in a small town, or single. We are called to live a life worthy of our calling.
If your last week was a chapter in a book, would it be worth documenting?
Day Eighteen.
Post one confession/secret.
When I was diagnosed, I couldn't say glucometer (say that word around people who don't know much bout diabetes and it'll freak them out), so my parents nicknamed it George. My family continued to call it George for the next.... 12-15 years. No joke.
Thanks to a cheesy youtube video and my sister, I have now named my insulin pump. I mean really, if I'm going to name a machine that I interact with daily... I think a machine I'm attached to 24/7 deserves a name. Cue Milly.
When I was diagnosed, I couldn't say glucometer (say that word around people who don't know much bout diabetes and it'll freak them out), so my parents nicknamed it George. My family continued to call it George for the next.... 12-15 years. No joke.
Thanks to a cheesy youtube video and my sister, I have now named my insulin pump. I mean really, if I'm going to name a machine that I interact with daily... I think a machine I'm attached to 24/7 deserves a name. Cue Milly.
She is almost two and a half years old. We have a love-hate relationship, I might add.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Day Seventeen.
Bullet your day.
Woke up 8:45.
Ate breakfast, drank coffee.
Read the Word.
Organized pictures.
Ate at Thai Kitchen (for the first time) with Danae.
Homework.
Photo adventure with Becky.
Homework.
Dinner at mi casa with Becky.
Coffee date with Becky and Tiffany.
Currently on the phone with Aaron. :)
Woke up 8:45.
Ate breakfast, drank coffee.
Read the Word.
Organized pictures.
Ate at Thai Kitchen (for the first time) with Danae.
Homework.
Photo adventure with Becky.
Homework.
Dinner at mi casa with Becky.
Coffee date with Becky and Tiffany.
Currently on the phone with Aaron. :)
Friday, January 28, 2011
Day Sixteen.
Upload a picture of your room and talk about your room.
My room is not clean, and always looks weird in pictures... so you don't get a picture today.
My room, is full of memories. I'm sure that's what everyone thinks or says about their room, but truly, it is.
I have my painting from high school.
My desk that is a hand-me-down.
My dresser from grade school (that I didn't use between then and now).
My picture board that I've had forever.
My picture of Leydi.
My written-on-gift-bags from Ellie.
There's more, uninteresting things. I look around not only my room but my apartment and see things of my own actual possession, things given to me or passed down, things I bought at a garage sale. I look at some of my hand-me-downs and remember old memories of home or my grandparents.
I see things of mine that I've had since grade school and wonder how they've managed to last. I look at them and see all the things that they've been a part of in my life. These mere objects survive moves, rearranging, being knocked over... just like me. I survive all these things with the help of God.
"He alone is my rock and salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken." - Psalm 62:6
My room is not clean, and always looks weird in pictures... so you don't get a picture today.
My room, is full of memories. I'm sure that's what everyone thinks or says about their room, but truly, it is.
I have my painting from high school.
My desk that is a hand-me-down.
My dresser from grade school (that I didn't use between then and now).
My picture board that I've had forever.
My picture of Leydi.
My written-on-gift-bags from Ellie.
There's more, uninteresting things. I look around not only my room but my apartment and see things of my own actual possession, things given to me or passed down, things I bought at a garage sale. I look at some of my hand-me-downs and remember old memories of home or my grandparents.
I see things of mine that I've had since grade school and wonder how they've managed to last. I look at them and see all the things that they've been a part of in my life. These mere objects survive moves, rearranging, being knocked over... just like me. I survive all these things with the help of God.
"He alone is my rock and salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken." - Psalm 62:6
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Breakeven.
this is so beautiful.
"What kind of guy would I be if I walked out when she needed me most?"
"What kind of guy would I be if I walked out when she needed me most?"
Day Fifteen.
Write about something you worry about a lot.
In the words of my boyfriend, I worry too much. I think there are things I worry about, and things I just ...think about a lot.
Right now, my biggest worry is this semester. 15 hours and two part-time jobs. Not to mention the extra activities, church and what little social life I do have. Almost done with my first week and I'm already feeling a little overwhelmed.
Outside of this semester...
I'm not really worried about my future, as much as my professors try to scare me about that. Read the verse just this morning that reminded me God has a plan for my future. It may not be what I was expecting, but it's probably better than that anyways.
Last night at Bible study, we talked about surrendering everything to the Lord. All of our hopes, dreams, fears, free time, school, relationships, all of it. Yes, the Lord was faithful to open my eyes to a few things I've been holding onto. Letting go is so much easier said than done, but it's truly the best step of obedience.
I am one of those few that never changed her major during college. Yes, I have known for six years what I wanted to do. I remember two distinct times that I doubted and considered running another way, but decided to hang on a little bit longer - and the Lord affirms this is what I'm supposed to do more and more. When I think about the fact that I've known this for six years, I realize that God has something really good planned. And that makes me more excited than I can almost describe.
That being said, I have no idea where I'm going or what's next. There's a lot of things I want after I graduate, but I wonder how many of them are just what I want, and how many are what He wants. I think more than the actual plans, I'm worried that I will act on my own desires, and not the Lord's. I'm worried I'll be too afraid or unwilling, or that I'll want something out of my desire before I follow Him. But, that's not what the Bible says; it doesn't say "if we feel like it," or "after.." but that we wholeheartedly and obediently follow Him.
In the words of my boyfriend, I worry too much. I think there are things I worry about, and things I just ...think about a lot.
Right now, my biggest worry is this semester. 15 hours and two part-time jobs. Not to mention the extra activities, church and what little social life I do have. Almost done with my first week and I'm already feeling a little overwhelmed.
Outside of this semester...
I'm not really worried about my future, as much as my professors try to scare me about that. Read the verse just this morning that reminded me God has a plan for my future. It may not be what I was expecting, but it's probably better than that anyways.
Last night at Bible study, we talked about surrendering everything to the Lord. All of our hopes, dreams, fears, free time, school, relationships, all of it. Yes, the Lord was faithful to open my eyes to a few things I've been holding onto. Letting go is so much easier said than done, but it's truly the best step of obedience.
I am one of those few that never changed her major during college. Yes, I have known for six years what I wanted to do. I remember two distinct times that I doubted and considered running another way, but decided to hang on a little bit longer - and the Lord affirms this is what I'm supposed to do more and more. When I think about the fact that I've known this for six years, I realize that God has something really good planned. And that makes me more excited than I can almost describe.
That being said, I have no idea where I'm going or what's next. There's a lot of things I want after I graduate, but I wonder how many of them are just what I want, and how many are what He wants. I think more than the actual plans, I'm worried that I will act on my own desires, and not the Lord's. I'm worried I'll be too afraid or unwilling, or that I'll want something out of my desire before I follow Him. But, that's not what the Bible says; it doesn't say "if we feel like it," or "after.." but that we wholeheartedly and obediently follow Him.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Day Fourteen
Post your favorite book, favorite movie, favorite band, and favorite food.
Book: besides the Bible, probably Redeeming Love.
Movie: I don't know if I can pick just one, it's a tie between Now and Then, and My Sister's Keeper!
Favorite band: Needtobreathe or Tenth Avenue North
Favorite food: peanut butter, hands down.
Book: besides the Bible, probably Redeeming Love.
Movie: I don't know if I can pick just one, it's a tie between Now and Then, and My Sister's Keeper!
Favorite band: Needtobreathe or Tenth Avenue North
Favorite food: peanut butter, hands down.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Day Thirteen.
What are your plans for the future? Far and near.
First of all, this could change at any given moment. I don't control my days, the Lord does.
But, I do have some plans. Georgia in February, possibly skiing in Santa Fe. Beach Reach and a design conference in March. No April plans besides turning 21. Then, headed back to New Mexico for the summer!
As for far away plans.... that's up the Lord.
I'm in school for two more semesters after this one, and then I'm not sure after that. Probably (or hopefully) get a job somewhere. There's a few cities I'm leaning towards (Nashville, Tampa, Atlanta...) but, that wasn't what I thought a year ago, so who knows where I'll be a year from now :) At some point get married, and probably do missions in one way or another.
I've realized over the past several months how greater the Lord's plans are, and how exciting it is to follow Him. Yes, there will be rough parts and probably some stress... but it's amazing how much He works everything out.
First of all, this could change at any given moment. I don't control my days, the Lord does.
But, I do have some plans. Georgia in February, possibly skiing in Santa Fe. Beach Reach and a design conference in March. No April plans besides turning 21. Then, headed back to New Mexico for the summer!
As for far away plans.... that's up the Lord.
I'm in school for two more semesters after this one, and then I'm not sure after that. Probably (or hopefully) get a job somewhere. There's a few cities I'm leaning towards (Nashville, Tampa, Atlanta...) but, that wasn't what I thought a year ago, so who knows where I'll be a year from now :) At some point get married, and probably do missions in one way or another.
I've realized over the past several months how greater the Lord's plans are, and how exciting it is to follow Him. Yes, there will be rough parts and probably some stress... but it's amazing how much He works everything out.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Day Twelve.
Write about the best day of your life.
Best day? Out of my twenty years, I'm supposed to pick one?
Three-way tie between:
High school graduation,
being baptized last year,
and any given day of this past summer.
If you really think about it, every day should be the best day. Do you ever think about the fact that God allows you to wake up in the morning? Or that He allowed you to breathe that breath you just let out? Shouldn't everyday be the best day, or at least shouldn't we appreciate each day, just because we're alive and our Creator is letting us?
Best day? Out of my twenty years, I'm supposed to pick one?
Three-way tie between:
High school graduation,
being baptized last year,
and any given day of this past summer.
If you really think about it, every day should be the best day. Do you ever think about the fact that God allows you to wake up in the morning? Or that He allowed you to breathe that breath you just let out? Shouldn't everyday be the best day, or at least shouldn't we appreciate each day, just because we're alive and our Creator is letting us?
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Day Eleven.
What's the meanest thing someone has ever said to you?
I try to block those things out. Ha.
But, I guess recently it would be my professor saying that I am doing well (overall, as a student) but not as good as he thought I would (when he met me freshman year). I know it was probably supposed to "motivate" me or something, and it partially did, but was also kind of a downer.
That's really not the meanest thing someone has ever said to me, but I really don't want to think back and try and remember that.
I try to block those things out. Ha.
But, I guess recently it would be my professor saying that I am doing well (overall, as a student) but not as good as he thought I would (when he met me freshman year). I know it was probably supposed to "motivate" me or something, and it partially did, but was also kind of a downer.
That's really not the meanest thing someone has ever said to me, but I really don't want to think back and try and remember that.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Day Ten.
What's the nicest thing someone has ever said to you?
I don't remember any exact comment, but of the few compliments I have been given... I definitely appreciate the art compliments the most. Although I try not to take too much offense when someone doesn't like my art, it means the world to me when people love something I've made. Whenever people come to my apartment for the first time, my 5x5 tree painting is the first thing they comment on and/or notice. Parents talk about their kids being their pride and joy, well... for the time being, my art is my kid. :)
(Painting above is one of my favorites from last semester.)
I don't remember any exact comment, but of the few compliments I have been given... I definitely appreciate the art compliments the most. Although I try not to take too much offense when someone doesn't like my art, it means the world to me when people love something I've made. Whenever people come to my apartment for the first time, my 5x5 tree painting is the first thing they comment on and/or notice. Parents talk about their kids being their pride and joy, well... for the time being, my art is my kid. :)
(Painting above is one of my favorites from last semester.)
Friday, January 21, 2011
Day Nine.
How do you feel today?
Okay, I slightly laughed at this one. It just reminds me of psychiatrists saying, "and how does that make you feel?" Though, a) there's nothing wrong with psychiatrists, and b) I wonder if they actually do say that.
Anyways, a day that starts with that sunrise can only be good.
Photo adventure.
Fun and easy shift at work.
Wal-mart adventure.
Two hour phone conversation.
Really? I hope I can remember this day in a few weeks or months when I'm having a bad day, and remember that it's always the little things that really matter.
Okay, I slightly laughed at this one. It just reminds me of psychiatrists saying, "and how does that make you feel?" Though, a) there's nothing wrong with psychiatrists, and b) I wonder if they actually do say that.
Anyways, a day that starts with that sunrise can only be good.
Photo adventure.
Fun and easy shift at work.
Wal-mart adventure.
Two hour phone conversation.
Really? I hope I can remember this day in a few weeks or months when I'm having a bad day, and remember that it's always the little things that really matter.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Day Six.
When was the last time you cried?
A few weeks ago at Passion. It's amazing the emotions you go through when worshipping with thousands of other believers. Not to mention the emotions when the Lord is moving in your heart. Although it can be overwhelming sometimes, it's something I would never trade.
A few weeks ago at Passion. It's amazing the emotions you go through when worshipping with thousands of other believers. Not to mention the emotions when the Lord is moving in your heart. Although it can be overwhelming sometimes, it's something I would never trade.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Day Five.
Write about a period of time in your life where things were not so good.
Well, that was a long time period.
And, I really believe it was all because God was trying to get my attention.
Start junior year of high school, end with end of freshman year in college.
Throw in losing friends, a party spell, some depression, some guys who were jerks, mass confusion.
See what I mean? The next year wasn't too great either, but it was a lot of God refining me and I managed to make it through because I actually had my relationship with the Lord.
Now, I don't mean to make it sound like everything will be or is easy and great when you're walking with the Lord. There's sacrifice, conviction, wrestling in prayer... but it's all worth it. The joy and peace that comes with it surpasses everything.
(side note: the painting was done my freshman year, before I took a painting class, and during a very hard time. but it's my favorite, and a lot of people love it as well.)
Well, that was a long time period.
And, I really believe it was all because God was trying to get my attention.
Start junior year of high school, end with end of freshman year in college.
Throw in losing friends, a party spell, some depression, some guys who were jerks, mass confusion.
See what I mean? The next year wasn't too great either, but it was a lot of God refining me and I managed to make it through because I actually had my relationship with the Lord.
Now, I don't mean to make it sound like everything will be or is easy and great when you're walking with the Lord. There's sacrifice, conviction, wrestling in prayer... but it's all worth it. The joy and peace that comes with it surpasses everything.
(side note: the painting was done my freshman year, before I took a painting class, and during a very hard time. but it's my favorite, and a lot of people love it as well.)
Monday, January 17, 2011
Day Four.
Write about a period of time in your life where things seemed to be constantly going good.
That would be right now. :)
Don't get me wrong, there are some bad days or happenings, but I don't know if I've ever been so happy with life before.
The Lord is amazing. I start everyday with reading His Word. I used to follow a plan (I read the Bible in a year!) but now I just read wherever He leads me. Today it was about how He rejoices over us and delights in us. Think about it - the Creator of the universe delights in you. I firmly believe that your outlook on life is better when you relationship with Christ is stronger.
So, besides that... I love my major, which causes me to love my job. I also love when people ask me to design them t-shirts and flyers and blog headers... it never bothers me to do that stuff, because I love it.
God has also blessed me with putting some amazing people in my life. My family, my boyfriend, my co-workers, my closest friends, my BSM family, etc.
That would be right now. :)
Don't get me wrong, there are some bad days or happenings, but I don't know if I've ever been so happy with life before.
The Lord is amazing. I start everyday with reading His Word. I used to follow a plan (I read the Bible in a year!) but now I just read wherever He leads me. Today it was about how He rejoices over us and delights in us. Think about it - the Creator of the universe delights in you. I firmly believe that your outlook on life is better when you relationship with Christ is stronger.
So, besides that... I love my major, which causes me to love my job. I also love when people ask me to design them t-shirts and flyers and blog headers... it never bothers me to do that stuff, because I love it.
God has also blessed me with putting some amazing people in my life. My family, my boyfriend, my co-workers, my closest friends, my BSM family, etc.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Dating...
So, I went back and read some articles about dating I read this summer. Many of you were not reading this blog, or maybe missed it at the time.
My favorite line of this article:
"Marry a vibrant growing Christian woman, and you have Christ's promise that he is committed to making her more and more beautiful, spiritually beautiful, with every passing day."
I love it, I love how much Christ loves us to continually grow and change us. I love that the focus of this article, and of the related articles (they're at the bottom of the article) is about not finding the right one, but BEING the right one. Even as Christians, we can get caught up in this selfish thinking.
My favorite line of this article:
"Marry a vibrant growing Christian woman, and you have Christ's promise that he is committed to making her more and more beautiful, spiritually beautiful, with every passing day."
I love it, I love how much Christ loves us to continually grow and change us. I love that the focus of this article, and of the related articles (they're at the bottom of the article) is about not finding the right one, but BEING the right one. Even as Christians, we can get caught up in this selfish thinking.
Day Three.
If you only had 24 hours to live, what would you want to do?
What wouldn't I want to do?
I would do random things like,
go eat a love it size at Coldstone...
donate money to places...
buy those too-expensive-gifts for people I want to buy...
and I would also probably fly to D.C.
with a stop in Georgia,
and a passenger from Cali.
I would want to go see certain people and apologize,
and remind them that both I and Jesus love them.
I would write letters.
Whatever I did, none of it would be hateful.. but all in love.
What wouldn't I want to do?
I would do random things like,
go eat a love it size at Coldstone...
donate money to places...
buy those too-expensive-gifts for people I want to buy...
and I would also probably fly to D.C.
with a stop in Georgia,
and a passenger from Cali.
I would want to go see certain people and apologize,
and remind them that both I and Jesus love them.
I would write letters.
Whatever I did, none of it would be hateful.. but all in love.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
In case you missed it...
I love this video.
I feel like this is a perfect representation of what a Christ-centered relationship and marriage looks like. I especially love the vows and what the preacher says. Oh, and the dancing.. but that's not as important.
I also love that he writes her a letter... I've heard of couples do that - so cute. I love that the emphasis of the wedding (and the video) is how sacred of a day it is, and how sacred marriage is - something I think people miss or forget.
I know I'm going to cry during my vows. I will probably cry at many points during the ceremony.
Brittany + Paul's Short Wedding Film - Dallas, TX from Joe Simon Films on Vimeo.
I feel like this is a perfect representation of what a Christ-centered relationship and marriage looks like. I especially love the vows and what the preacher says. Oh, and the dancing.. but that's not as important.
I also love that he writes her a letter... I've heard of couples do that - so cute. I love that the emphasis of the wedding (and the video) is how sacred of a day it is, and how sacred marriage is - something I think people miss or forget.
I know I'm going to cry during my vows. I will probably cry at many points during the ceremony.
Brittany + Paul's Short Wedding Film - Dallas, TX from Joe Simon Films on Vimeo.
Day Two.
Write about the best friends you've had over the years.
I could probably write a novel over this. I realized this past year how much I over-use that term.
So I'll just narrow it down.
First and foremost, if you've been reading this very long or know me at all, you know my very best friend and other half of my brain is Ellie. I've been asked numerous times how we can possibly be "best friends" when we've never spent more than seven consecutive days together. God, that's how. Plus e-mails, phone calls, BBM, skype, pen pal letters, Facebook, etc. This girl not only gives great advice, great hugs, and can always cheer me up, but also loves me for me.
If I look back to high school, I would definitely have to say Nicolle. She was a foreign exchange student, so we had less than a year together. I still remember at her welcoming party, her walking up to me and saying, "would you like to be my friend?" I believe God sent me her for many reasons. Nicolle opened my eyes to what a real friend actually looks like, she understood me, and she kind of straightened me back out from my crazy self.
This blog would not be complete without mentioning Taylor. We are almost one in the same, which is why we've learned we can't spend every waking moment together. Although all of my friends have some commonalities, (is that a word?) I feel like each have their special flair. It may be obvious, but Taylor is the girl I send cool type posters to, text about Hoblob specials, and skype with just to get a mini-critique on a project. We also have weird quirks: hand sign, Taco Bell obsession, love of Dallas, twss jokes, etc.
And last but not least (I'm capping it at four), Kelli. You might've thought it was weird when I became best friends with someone after a year. Well, it gets better. Three months. Except, in Glorieta time that would probably equal a year. Looking back, I kind of pulled a Nicolle on her; I remember sitting at FD and saying, "Kelli, tell me about yourself. Tell me your testimony." When that's one of your first conversations, you know you'll be great friends. Interventions factor in as well.
There have been and are many more; Aaron, Angela, Allison, Becky, the rest of fab five, high school friends, and of course those that I no longer talk to for whatever reason.
I could probably write a novel over this. I realized this past year how much I over-use that term.
So I'll just narrow it down.
First and foremost, if you've been reading this very long or know me at all, you know my very best friend and other half of my brain is Ellie. I've been asked numerous times how we can possibly be "best friends" when we've never spent more than seven consecutive days together. God, that's how. Plus e-mails, phone calls, BBM, skype, pen pal letters, Facebook, etc. This girl not only gives great advice, great hugs, and can always cheer me up, but also loves me for me.
If I look back to high school, I would definitely have to say Nicolle. She was a foreign exchange student, so we had less than a year together. I still remember at her welcoming party, her walking up to me and saying, "would you like to be my friend?" I believe God sent me her for many reasons. Nicolle opened my eyes to what a real friend actually looks like, she understood me, and she kind of straightened me back out from my crazy self.
This blog would not be complete without mentioning Taylor. We are almost one in the same, which is why we've learned we can't spend every waking moment together. Although all of my friends have some commonalities, (is that a word?) I feel like each have their special flair. It may be obvious, but Taylor is the girl I send cool type posters to, text about Hoblob specials, and skype with just to get a mini-critique on a project. We also have weird quirks: hand sign, Taco Bell obsession, love of Dallas, twss jokes, etc.
And last but not least (I'm capping it at four), Kelli. You might've thought it was weird when I became best friends with someone after a year. Well, it gets better. Three months. Except, in Glorieta time that would probably equal a year. Looking back, I kind of pulled a Nicolle on her; I remember sitting at FD and saying, "Kelli, tell me about yourself. Tell me your testimony." When that's one of your first conversations, you know you'll be great friends. Interventions factor in as well.
There have been and are many more; Aaron, Angela, Allison, Becky, the rest of fab five, high school friends, and of course those that I no longer talk to for whatever reason.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Day One.
30-day Challenge.
I'm not sure if I'll stick with this. And I'm not really sure why I'm doing it to begin with, it almost reminds me of something I used to do on Myspace (ew). But, there's a question for everyday....answer it, etc. Except I'm going to add a picture with it (which requires a picture a day).
Post 15 facts about yourself.
1. My heart has completely changed over the last year. My heart, my desires, my dreams. All of it because of God.
2. I'm a designer, but painting is one of my favorite things to do. I really hope my house someday has an art room I can paint in (yes, like in The Notebook).
3. I listen to a lot of music on repeat. One week, I listened to Gungor every morning for an hour.
4. My peanut butter obsession is a little extreme.
5. I hate taking out the trash. Future husband and kids will do that.
6. I have a weird fascination with old things. i.e. - I have a non-working typewriter inside of a worn suitcase displayed in my living room.
7. I wish I could not work, but stay at home to paint and go running.
8. I kind of want to live in Europe.
9. I'm a total bookworm.
10. I have the weirdest dreams, all the time. i.e. - the other day I dreamt of the end times. Some guy's face fell off, and he was wearing a blue plaid-type shirt.
11. I've had diabetes for 17 years. Totally embrace it. Except lately I've had the grown-up realization that it's gonna kick my life in the butt if I don't get it under control.
12. I love singing, it's almost impossible for me to listen to music without singing.
13. Three of the people I love the most live in all different parts of the country (or world).
14. I miss a lot of movies. 300, Matrix, MIB, Social Network, and hundreds of others - never seen.
15. I have a huge heart for women's and collegiate ministry. I don't know where God's leading me with that... but we shall find out in the next few years. :)
I'm not sure if I'll stick with this. And I'm not really sure why I'm doing it to begin with, it almost reminds me of something I used to do on Myspace (ew). But, there's a question for everyday....answer it, etc. Except I'm going to add a picture with it (which requires a picture a day).
Post 15 facts about yourself.
1. My heart has completely changed over the last year. My heart, my desires, my dreams. All of it because of God.
2. I'm a designer, but painting is one of my favorite things to do. I really hope my house someday has an art room I can paint in (yes, like in The Notebook).
3. I listen to a lot of music on repeat. One week, I listened to Gungor every morning for an hour.
4. My peanut butter obsession is a little extreme.
5. I hate taking out the trash. Future husband and kids will do that.
6. I have a weird fascination with old things. i.e. - I have a non-working typewriter inside of a worn suitcase displayed in my living room.
7. I wish I could not work, but stay at home to paint and go running.
8. I kind of want to live in Europe.
9. I'm a total bookworm.
10. I have the weirdest dreams, all the time. i.e. - the other day I dreamt of the end times. Some guy's face fell off, and he was wearing a blue plaid-type shirt.
11. I've had diabetes for 17 years. Totally embrace it. Except lately I've had the grown-up realization that it's gonna kick my life in the butt if I don't get it under control.
12. I love singing, it's almost impossible for me to listen to music without singing.
13. Three of the people I love the most live in all different parts of the country (or world).
14. I miss a lot of movies. 300, Matrix, MIB, Social Network, and hundreds of others - never seen.
15. I have a huge heart for women's and collegiate ministry. I don't know where God's leading me with that... but we shall find out in the next few years. :)
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
101 Update.
Trying to catch up...
#14 -- Go to a spa for a massage. It wasn't a spa, but I did get a one-hour massage. SO good.
#52 -- Road trip somewhere far away. It doesn't get much further than driving from Missouri (or if you want to get real technical, Texas) to Georgia! Counting from Texas it was 23 hours!... but the main stretch was only 12. Totally worth it though!
#14 -- Go to a spa for a massage. It wasn't a spa, but I did get a one-hour massage. SO good.
#52 -- Road trip somewhere far away. It doesn't get much further than driving from Missouri (or if you want to get real technical, Texas) to Georgia! Counting from Texas it was 23 hours!... but the main stretch was only 12. Totally worth it though!
Monday, January 10, 2011
Grown-up Talk.
Today is my parents 30th wedding anniversary.
That's amazing, especially in today's world with our high divorce rate.
They themselves are amazing.
I want a love like theirs.
A love like theirs, but stronger.
A love like theirs, but pointed more towards Christ.
I feel like this last year, I've actually started forming opinions and dreams of what I really want to be and do after college. Before, it was a generalized thought. Now I find myself looking up jobs, thinking about marriage, wondering where I'll live... and then boring stuff, like what about insurance and buying a car.
And the beautiful part,
is God already has it all planned.
That's amazing, especially in today's world with our high divorce rate.
They themselves are amazing.
I want a love like theirs.
A love like theirs, but stronger.
A love like theirs, but pointed more towards Christ.
I feel like this last year, I've actually started forming opinions and dreams of what I really want to be and do after college. Before, it was a generalized thought. Now I find myself looking up jobs, thinking about marriage, wondering where I'll live... and then boring stuff, like what about insurance and buying a car.
And the beautiful part,
is God already has it all planned.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Passion Songs!
So glad that people somehow managed to get a few Passion 2011 songs onto Youtube! Not the same as the CD, but it'll suffice until then. Enjoy :)
All to Us (favorite!)
We Are Here For You
Spirit Fall
All My Fountains
We Welcome You with Praise
Lord, I Need You (another favorite)
God of This City (with Fernandinho)
Set Free
All to Us (favorite!)
We Are Here For You
Spirit Fall
All My Fountains
We Welcome You with Praise
Lord, I Need You (another favorite)
God of This City (with Fernandinho)
Set Free
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Upside Down.
I promise I wasn't kidnapped. Christmas break usually consists of me running around like a crazy person, most of it in areas without cell service and little to no computer. I went three weeks without my Mac, and a week without any computer. Those statements in themselves sound ridiculous, and actually don't even really bother me.... I'm not really sure why I typed them actually.
I feel like the next two weeks will be spent discussing my break, what all I did, how it went, blah blah blah. I'm not even sure what to say or where to begin.
I saw a lot of family for the first time in a year.
I spent 40+ hours in the car.
I thought about my future.
I stood amazed as the Lord changed my heart.
I saw my boyfriend for the first time in almost five months.
I traveled through five states in one day.
The largest part, as in influence, of my break was spent in Atlanta. Passion 2011. Event, movement, whatever you want to call it. It's a life-rocking, bring-you-to-your-knees kind of thing. During it all, a thought crossed my mind: why do we have to have these huge conferences to be so convicted, to wake up, or to get back in line? We shouldn't. God still uses them though.
These past six months, the Lord has been reminding me so often about the sweet, glorious freedom I have in Him. Halfway through the semester, the Lord began opening my hear to missions. It was a slow process of my reluctance, but it became more and more obvious that my measly, little plans were going to be turned upside down.
If you go here, you will see all the lives that will be changed and ways God will be glorified because of students at Passion. Last year, sadly, all I did was take towels and socks. This year, I considered giving to every cause. I helped send a New Testament to people in Colombia. We were allowed to highlight verses (they were in Spanish, mind you) for whoever received it and write a note or prayer in it. It hit me, as I was trying to decipher which book I was in, that these people have never read the Word. I thought about how often I want to just sit and meditate on His word, and it broke my heart that someone wouldn't be able to experience the Word if it weren't for me.
The Lord also led me to sponsor a little Bolivian girl, Leydi. (Not entirely sure how it's pronounced, but I'm calling her "lady"...) I had been considering it for months, and after some of the messages I had heard the few days before, I realized how comfortable I live and how well I have it. I realized how little I sacrifice, and I wanted to not just give once to a greater good... but specifically help one child. I think one of the biggest things my heart desires for her, is to experience and know not only Christ and His love, but the freedom in Him.
I wish everyone could've heard the messages that were spoken last week, and just see how the Lord used them in people's lives. Three main points stuck out to me throughout the conference.
1. The people in China are living their faith like we should. They think everyone is persecuted for believing in Christ. Running and hiding from police is normal. People don't just call themselves Christians, because when you say you're a Christian in China, you sacrifice everything.
2. Do people at the end of the day know that you're favorite name is Jesus? Is it evident at all times who controls your life and who you are in love with (Christ)? Not just most days, or when you're with certain people, or at certain places... but all the time.
3. Everyone wants you to carry their name or to represent them; singers, actors, brand names, businesses, etc. Mac, Blackberry, Canon, JCPenny's... all names I'm surrounded by right now. But, the only name we should really concern ourselves with and carry is Jesus. Go where the Lord has given you a passion for, but carry His name. Do we do things for ourselves, or for Him? He should be at the bottom (the source) of our joy, not us.
One of my favorite parts about break was seeing how the Lord has been working in people's lives around me. Changes that can only be done by Him. It's beautiful. I can only hope that how He has been working in my life and how He opened my eyes and heart this past week is evident as well.
I feel like the next two weeks will be spent discussing my break, what all I did, how it went, blah blah blah. I'm not even sure what to say or where to begin.
I saw a lot of family for the first time in a year.
I spent 40+ hours in the car.
I thought about my future.
I stood amazed as the Lord changed my heart.
I saw my boyfriend for the first time in almost five months.
I traveled through five states in one day.
The largest part, as in influence, of my break was spent in Atlanta. Passion 2011. Event, movement, whatever you want to call it. It's a life-rocking, bring-you-to-your-knees kind of thing. During it all, a thought crossed my mind: why do we have to have these huge conferences to be so convicted, to wake up, or to get back in line? We shouldn't. God still uses them though.
These past six months, the Lord has been reminding me so often about the sweet, glorious freedom I have in Him. Halfway through the semester, the Lord began opening my hear to missions. It was a slow process of my reluctance, but it became more and more obvious that my measly, little plans were going to be turned upside down.
If you go here, you will see all the lives that will be changed and ways God will be glorified because of students at Passion. Last year, sadly, all I did was take towels and socks. This year, I considered giving to every cause. I helped send a New Testament to people in Colombia. We were allowed to highlight verses (they were in Spanish, mind you) for whoever received it and write a note or prayer in it. It hit me, as I was trying to decipher which book I was in, that these people have never read the Word. I thought about how often I want to just sit and meditate on His word, and it broke my heart that someone wouldn't be able to experience the Word if it weren't for me.
The Lord also led me to sponsor a little Bolivian girl, Leydi. (Not entirely sure how it's pronounced, but I'm calling her "lady"...) I had been considering it for months, and after some of the messages I had heard the few days before, I realized how comfortable I live and how well I have it. I realized how little I sacrifice, and I wanted to not just give once to a greater good... but specifically help one child. I think one of the biggest things my heart desires for her, is to experience and know not only Christ and His love, but the freedom in Him.
I wish everyone could've heard the messages that were spoken last week, and just see how the Lord used them in people's lives. Three main points stuck out to me throughout the conference.
1. The people in China are living their faith like we should. They think everyone is persecuted for believing in Christ. Running and hiding from police is normal. People don't just call themselves Christians, because when you say you're a Christian in China, you sacrifice everything.
2. Do people at the end of the day know that you're favorite name is Jesus? Is it evident at all times who controls your life and who you are in love with (Christ)? Not just most days, or when you're with certain people, or at certain places... but all the time.
3. Everyone wants you to carry their name or to represent them; singers, actors, brand names, businesses, etc. Mac, Blackberry, Canon, JCPenny's... all names I'm surrounded by right now. But, the only name we should really concern ourselves with and carry is Jesus. Go where the Lord has given you a passion for, but carry His name. Do we do things for ourselves, or for Him? He should be at the bottom (the source) of our joy, not us.
One of my favorite parts about break was seeing how the Lord has been working in people's lives around me. Changes that can only be done by Him. It's beautiful. I can only hope that how He has been working in my life and how He opened my eyes and heart this past week is evident as well.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Compassion.
I saw a question posted on someone's tumblr today, and I couldn't help but keep thinking about it.
"What was your life like before you accepted Christ?"
It was...
ugly.
messy.
empty.
rebellious.
I don't have one of those really dramatic, brings-tears-to-your-eyes, gives-you-goosebumps kind of stories. I actually grew up in the church - one of those who is at every Sunday school, VBS, youth group, church camp, on and on.
For so many, long years... I claimed to be Christian and my only proof was my church attendance.
Nothing miraculous happened, besides the fact that the Lord kept trying to grab my attention for about three years (and probably longer than that). I don't remember the exact day, but I do remember the month, the summer and the situation. I remember realizing if I was going to stand up for myself, what was I standing on?
Christianity is so many different things, some of which have gotten twisted and people miss. I missed one of those things for so long - a relationship. It makes so much sense that marriage is supposed to reflect Christ and the church. You can't get married without a real, sacrifical, all-or-nothing relationship. God wants a relationship with His people so badly, so badly that He'll even go as far as to put things in front of you to make you turn around... to Him. He did it to me.
"When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them because they were confused and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd." - Matthew 9:36
"What was your life like before you accepted Christ?"
It was...
ugly.
messy.
empty.
rebellious.
I don't have one of those really dramatic, brings-tears-to-your-eyes, gives-you-goosebumps kind of stories. I actually grew up in the church - one of those who is at every Sunday school, VBS, youth group, church camp, on and on.
For so many, long years... I claimed to be Christian and my only proof was my church attendance.
Nothing miraculous happened, besides the fact that the Lord kept trying to grab my attention for about three years (and probably longer than that). I don't remember the exact day, but I do remember the month, the summer and the situation. I remember realizing if I was going to stand up for myself, what was I standing on?
Christianity is so many different things, some of which have gotten twisted and people miss. I missed one of those things for so long - a relationship. It makes so much sense that marriage is supposed to reflect Christ and the church. You can't get married without a real, sacrifical, all-or-nothing relationship. God wants a relationship with His people so badly, so badly that He'll even go as far as to put things in front of you to make you turn around... to Him. He did it to me.
"When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them because they were confused and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd." - Matthew 9:36
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