4th week update
Well, here I am with my 3rd (!) update of the month! I have found that updating helps me refocus and be inspired all over again with the goals I had set for this year. So, to give the lowdown since the last post I have:
-Kept up with all but the last week of my tithing. Seems bad but for me it's good because even though I fell 2 and a half weeks behind, I still tallied it up and tithed. Yay!
-Ran a total of 14 miles. I'm much further behind than I had intended for January so far but I'm honestly not even mad because even though I haven't run as much as I would like, I've added a few workouts throughout the month. For a seasoned athlete, it seems paltry, but for someone starting to implement new habits, I'm actually proud of myself. And I don't say that often. As the months get warmer I'm sure I will catch up with the mileage. And I'm excited about that! :)
-Picked back up the Walking in the Dust of Rabbi Jesus book. Again, I am behind on my reading, but I will not allow myself to grow discouraged and give up. I will probably have to go a few days into February with my reading, but that's ok! Progress is progress.
-Read at least something in my Bible every day. I'm extremely happy about this one, as it's been a while since I've gone so many days with consistently reading. Granted, some days have only been 1 or 2 verses, but it's something! I fell a little behind with my read through the Bible in a year plan, but I'm slowly catching up by allowing myself to sometimes listen to it, when I don't have the time to actually sit down and read it, or if my eyes are too tired at the end of the day to focus. Surprisingly, by listening, I've been able to pick up different things that I never have before. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to focus, but I've been amazed at how much I've been able to retain and remember by just listening. For the most part though, I like to actually read it myself.
-Only written 2 pieces of poetry this month, which puts me 2 behind. I'm not super upset about this. I haven't decided if I'm going to try to write 2 more to equal 4 for January or not. I'll let you know!
-Prepared more meals and eaten out less. I have made a lot of progress in this area, but it doesn't feel like it because all the money I would have saved on not eating out, I made up for in having to pay for a new crown for my tooth and house cleaning supplies. Again, I'm not going to let that discourage me. I still have to work out the kinks in my budget and this is part of it.
-Journaled once per week. The entries were brief, but present nonetheless!
-Memorized the first 8 verses of Psalm 22! I'm not exactly sure if I will be able to have the complete half of the Psalm memorized by the 31st but I'm going to at least try! To keep myself accountable, I will work on the next 2 verses of Psalm 22 tonight and tomorrow.
As I have discovered by going back over my goals, I'm starting to realize it's all about finding what works. The biggest lesson I'm trying to learn is to not become discouraged that my goals and actions are not lining up perfectly. I'm slowly but surely moving forward towards the goals, and that's what really matters. Perfection doesn't. It may not seem like much, but I know as each month draws to a close, if I feel the same or better than I do now, it will be a win in my book. :)
-Kept up with all but the last week of my tithing. Seems bad but for me it's good because even though I fell 2 and a half weeks behind, I still tallied it up and tithed. Yay!
-Ran a total of 14 miles. I'm much further behind than I had intended for January so far but I'm honestly not even mad because even though I haven't run as much as I would like, I've added a few workouts throughout the month. For a seasoned athlete, it seems paltry, but for someone starting to implement new habits, I'm actually proud of myself. And I don't say that often. As the months get warmer I'm sure I will catch up with the mileage. And I'm excited about that! :)
-Picked back up the Walking in the Dust of Rabbi Jesus book. Again, I am behind on my reading, but I will not allow myself to grow discouraged and give up. I will probably have to go a few days into February with my reading, but that's ok! Progress is progress.
-Read at least something in my Bible every day. I'm extremely happy about this one, as it's been a while since I've gone so many days with consistently reading. Granted, some days have only been 1 or 2 verses, but it's something! I fell a little behind with my read through the Bible in a year plan, but I'm slowly catching up by allowing myself to sometimes listen to it, when I don't have the time to actually sit down and read it, or if my eyes are too tired at the end of the day to focus. Surprisingly, by listening, I've been able to pick up different things that I never have before. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to focus, but I've been amazed at how much I've been able to retain and remember by just listening. For the most part though, I like to actually read it myself.
-Only written 2 pieces of poetry this month, which puts me 2 behind. I'm not super upset about this. I haven't decided if I'm going to try to write 2 more to equal 4 for January or not. I'll let you know!
-Prepared more meals and eaten out less. I have made a lot of progress in this area, but it doesn't feel like it because all the money I would have saved on not eating out, I made up for in having to pay for a new crown for my tooth and house cleaning supplies. Again, I'm not going to let that discourage me. I still have to work out the kinks in my budget and this is part of it.
-Journaled once per week. The entries were brief, but present nonetheless!
-Memorized the first 8 verses of Psalm 22! I'm not exactly sure if I will be able to have the complete half of the Psalm memorized by the 31st but I'm going to at least try! To keep myself accountable, I will work on the next 2 verses of Psalm 22 tonight and tomorrow.
As I have discovered by going back over my goals, I'm starting to realize it's all about finding what works. The biggest lesson I'm trying to learn is to not become discouraged that my goals and actions are not lining up perfectly. I'm slowly but surely moving forward towards the goals, and that's what really matters. Perfection doesn't. It may not seem like much, but I know as each month draws to a close, if I feel the same or better than I do now, it will be a win in my book. :)
Mid January Update
Tithe Consistently- I tithed last sunday but not this past sunday. On my way back from Athens I will tally how much I need to tithe and give it online.
Read through the Bible- I've kept up every day, sometimes saving the Genesis chapters for the next day. I have 2 chapters from Genesis to read and then todays Genesis chapters. So I've kept up so far. Yay!
Run 500 miles- I've done 6.1. Ideally I would have liked to have more done but my toes have not handled the sudden activity well and so I've had to let them heal. Tomorrow I will get back on track and do 3 miles.
Read at least one book per month- I just decided today the book I'm going to read. It's called Walking in the Dust of Rabbi Jesus. As soon as I get home from Athens I will start it.
Plan/cook more meals, eat out less- I've done better in the last two weeks but I'm still not down to two meals eating out per week.
Write one piece of poetry per week- Haven't done this one. Will work on 2 pieces this week.
Journal once per week- I have done this. I only have one journal entry, so I will have to write one this week.
Blog once per month- Here I am! lol. I think I may try to do once per week, just to check up on myself. But if I don't, no big deal.
*Memorize one verse per week- This is one I decided to add after I wrote my post of goals. So far I have not kept up, but that's because I just decided to start doing it. So I will be working on Psalm 22. (See below)
*I think I would like to start setting monthly goals as well. So for the month of January, I will work on the above and also add memorize at least half of Psalm 22.
Because I'm not in a quiet place where I can think I'm sure this post is full of errors and feels rushed, as it is. I will come back and give a better, more thorough update when I am in a place where I can focus!
Read through the Bible- I've kept up every day, sometimes saving the Genesis chapters for the next day. I have 2 chapters from Genesis to read and then todays Genesis chapters. So I've kept up so far. Yay!
Run 500 miles- I've done 6.1. Ideally I would have liked to have more done but my toes have not handled the sudden activity well and so I've had to let them heal. Tomorrow I will get back on track and do 3 miles.
Read at least one book per month- I just decided today the book I'm going to read. It's called Walking in the Dust of Rabbi Jesus. As soon as I get home from Athens I will start it.
Plan/cook more meals, eat out less- I've done better in the last two weeks but I'm still not down to two meals eating out per week.
Write one piece of poetry per week- Haven't done this one. Will work on 2 pieces this week.
Journal once per week- I have done this. I only have one journal entry, so I will have to write one this week.
Blog once per month- Here I am! lol. I think I may try to do once per week, just to check up on myself. But if I don't, no big deal.
*Memorize one verse per week- This is one I decided to add after I wrote my post of goals. So far I have not kept up, but that's because I just decided to start doing it. So I will be working on Psalm 22. (See below)
*I think I would like to start setting monthly goals as well. So for the month of January, I will work on the above and also add memorize at least half of Psalm 22.
Because I'm not in a quiet place where I can think I'm sure this post is full of errors and feels rushed, as it is. I will come back and give a better, more thorough update when I am in a place where I can focus!
2015
In the year 2015 I would like to accomplish the following:
-Tithe consistently
I have not tithed regularly through 2014. It's been off and on. I'm a little ashamed to admit it, but it's the truth. The reason is not because I want the extra money, as you might think. It's the inconvenience of figuring out each week what my tithe would be and getting the money out of the bank. Which is so lazy of me, I know. That's why I'm changing! I will tithe weekly now.
-Read through the Bible
My little sister decided to do this, and I've attempted several times to do it, without sticking with it. So I resolve to actually do it this year. I joined YouVersion's plan to read the Bible through the year and I'm two days in!
-Run 500 miles
I realize this is not a very large goal. However, I always make fitness goals that are way too large and then rarely accomplish them. So my idea is to set a small goal and work on consistency. This comes to about 10 miles per week, so it's not too bad. If I surpass the 500, great. If not, at least I was consistent.
-Read at least 1 book per month
I've given up a lot of reading, blaming lack of time. However, if I'm honest with myself, I probably spend at least an hour of my day on social media. If I divided half of that time and devoted it to reading, I could easily finish a book in a month.
-Plan/cook more meals, eat out less
I spent way too much money in 2014 eating out because I did not plan ahead. This year I would like to try to stay with eating out only 1 or 2 times per week. It will take me a while to get the gist of budgeting and planning for meals, but it's something I'm going to at least work on.
-Buy a gun
I need one, in case of creepers lurking, being a female who lives by myself.
-Write one piece of poetry per week
I've given up a lot of my writing, because I've felt that none of it is good. But if I'm not consistently writing, I'll never get better. I do want to get better, and for some reason I feel that one day all the writing will come in handy.
-Journal once per week
In giving up most of my writing, I've felt a void and a lot more confusion in my life. I need to write in order to figure life out. I don't know why I am the way that I am, but writing just helps me. So to start, I will journal once a week and hopefully that will turn into more.
-Blog once per month
I would like to think that once I start putting these goals into practice I'll actually be inspired to write more than once a month. But I do want to write at least once a month to update myself and whoever may read this on my progress!
So now this is out in the open. No turning back. Here's to 2015!
Christmas 2014
As each Christmas goes by without my dad, I feel differently. This year, though not as hard as previous years, felt a bit empty. I've searched for words to describe it but all I can come up with is a picture in my head. I keep picturing a string, holding something together, tying it all together. And then the string is gone. And everything sort of scatters, or unravels. That's how I felt this Christmas. Like the cord that holds me and my family closely together is gone. I do not say this to mean my family is not close or together. We are. But there is a missing piece. I know that the ultimate cord is in fact, The Lord, and that Christmas is a picture of that. Jesus coming to earth to essentially "hold us together". I know these truths. But that does not dismiss the feelings. So, I guess the point in writing this is three fold:
1. To get it all out. Life is full of deceptive perceived perfection. I would like people to know that no ones lives are perfect and almost everyone you encounter is struggling with something, no matter how put together they seem on the outside. Do not be discouraged that you don't feel those warm and fuzzies every minute of the season. Most people don't.
2. To express thanks to those who consistently, lovingly pray for my family each year, especially during the hardest days. You all have no idea what it means to still be remembered. You are a picture of Jesus to me.
3. To remind myself and whoever may read this that, though our emotions may deafen our ears with the message that reality is one way, those feelings cannot be relied upon. The older I grow the more it becomes evident to me that the heart is indeed "deceitful above all things and desperately wicked. Who can know it?". We must identify those emotions, admit they are there. And then we must find the truth. And the truth really does exist. It's not subjective. It's real, concrete, never changing. And the truth is that God can know the heart. He searches it and knows it. And He loves us. Before we ever loved Him, He loved us. So, though that truth seems like a whisper in the roar of lies, we have to hold to it. We have to focus on it until it drowns out all the other noise. The truth is, God so loved the world that He gave His only son. And we know that all things work together for the good of those who love Him...
He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realise just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
Oh how he loves,
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves.
And we are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If His grace is an ocean, we're all sinking.
And Heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don't have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way...
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us so.
1. To get it all out. Life is full of deceptive perceived perfection. I would like people to know that no ones lives are perfect and almost everyone you encounter is struggling with something, no matter how put together they seem on the outside. Do not be discouraged that you don't feel those warm and fuzzies every minute of the season. Most people don't.
2. To express thanks to those who consistently, lovingly pray for my family each year, especially during the hardest days. You all have no idea what it means to still be remembered. You are a picture of Jesus to me.
3. To remind myself and whoever may read this that, though our emotions may deafen our ears with the message that reality is one way, those feelings cannot be relied upon. The older I grow the more it becomes evident to me that the heart is indeed "deceitful above all things and desperately wicked. Who can know it?". We must identify those emotions, admit they are there. And then we must find the truth. And the truth really does exist. It's not subjective. It's real, concrete, never changing. And the truth is that God can know the heart. He searches it and knows it. And He loves us. Before we ever loved Him, He loved us. So, though that truth seems like a whisper in the roar of lies, we have to hold to it. We have to focus on it until it drowns out all the other noise. The truth is, God so loved the world that He gave His only son. And we know that all things work together for the good of those who love Him...
He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realise just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
Oh how he loves,
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves.
And we are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If His grace is an ocean, we're all sinking.
And Heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don't have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way...
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us so.
What's Up
I hope I remember how to write. It's been so long since I have.
It's been almost 11 months since I've written last. Several things have changed since then.
It's been almost 11 months since I've written last. Several things have changed since then.
- I'm no longer an employee at Lifeway.
- I'm dating someone I met at Lifeway.
- I'm working at a new salon.
- I moved on my own into an apartment of sorts.
- I've gained a friend that I know I will have for life.
- One of my friends got married.
- I've grown even closer to my small group.
- I do the music in the children's Powerhouse program at church.
- I've experienced God's grace and steady love in a new way. Before, I was looking for them, and I thought because I was trying to be a good Christian and do everything I possibly could for Him, He bestowed them on me. But it's been this year, when I've been less than diligent, when I've really, really messed up, that He's still shown undeserving love. I'll go into detail more later. For now, it's good to be back.
Look at me, I'm 23!
I hope the title of this post doesn't sound conceited. Honestly, I don't like when people are looking at me, I just needed something to rhyme haha. Cookie for the person who can come up with something clever that goes with '23'.
As per my usual tradition, a blog post about the adventures of turning a new number will ensue. I feel that the last several of my posts have been about remembrance and I'm about to post another one. Maybe remembrance is the theme the Lord is instilling in me for this season of my life. I guess we'll find out...
Anyways, I'm 23 now which is incredibly weird and even weirder to type. 23. If you had asked me when I was 11 what I wanted to be when I was 23, I would have told you that I would be a famous singer. I would travel the world, live in a penthouse in a bustling city, have lots of classy, sophisticated friends, go to schools in Europe and NYC, become an accomplished musician, wear beautiful, expensive clothing on my (imaginary) slender figure, not the least of which would have been evening gowns for all the cool parties and events I would attend. Somebody tall, dark, and handsome would have probably been a part of the image as well. What can I say? I was a hopeless romantic when I was younger. Don't tell anyone, but I kind of still am.
But here's the reality. I'm 23. I'm not famous, not even a little bit. I didn't even finish real college, much less attend a prestigious university in Europe or New York. The only places I've travelled worth mentioning are Israel and New York. Far from a penthouse, I live in a 4 bedroom home with 3 kids and 5 adults. Most of my friends, myself included, are or were, misfits. I can't afford to buy expensive clothing and I have no where to wear an evening gown. My figure could never be classified as slender and there's no one present in my life who remotely resembles the man of my dreams. Far from an accomplished musician, my skills are slightly more than mediocre.
I think if I had pondered all of this a year or two ago, I would have sent myself into a pit of depression lol. And looking back over what I just typed, there are a few things I read that send little pangs of longing shooting through my heart... But it's not devastating. I'm not heartbroken. I don't constantly pine for all these dreams that I had when I was younger. Sure, getting paid lots of money to do music would be awesome. But at least I have the opportunity to do music at all. God has put me in a place to use what little gifting I have, even if it's just a small part. Heck, I even have several awesome friends who I get to jam with, and I love doing that.
While I didn't go to Harvard, or Carnegie, or wherever else is cool, I completed the Cosmetology program at MGTC. I know that's not something that a person looking on the outside would consider much, but it took a lot of determination and perseverance to finish that program. Every day was a struggle to make myself go. For 18 months. But I did it. And I'm glad. I also switched my major like a jillion times before deciding to do hair, which was totally humiliating. But you know the thing about being humiliated? It teaches you humility ;)
I've never been to Europe. I do still hope to go one day. But after going to Israel, I don't think that anything else could quite compare. Israel was the most enriching, amazing, fun, wonderful trips I've ever experienced. I loved every second of it. I can't wait to go back. I can't put into words the level of awesome that Israel is. Just go if you ever get the chance.
New York City was a great experience. While I was there I wasn't sure that I would want to go back, but now I know I would love to. The energy is amazing there and so are all the options of stuff to do and the variety of people. But you know what really impressed me? Church. I went to Hillsong Church NYC with my sister and it was one of the most powerful things I've ever experienced. No, there wasn't a rushing wind that swept the congregation. Fire didn't come down from heaven. The lead singers from Hillsong United weren't even there lol. What was incredible was the Spirit. It was so strong in that place. And I'm not talking about a feeling. I'm talking about a presence. When people will stand for an hour outside while it's cold and raining to get to church, when people are willing to stand in a packed, dark room for over 2 hours just to hear somebody bring the Word, you know there's something more going on than meets the eye. When people are less concerned with having a comfy chair, being able to see the pastor and musicians perfectly, and are more concerned with making sure they can hear what is being said, even if they can't even catch a glimpse of what's going on up front, you know the Spirit is there. When people raise almost $1 million for a new building and decide to donate it instead to families who lost homes in a flood, you know something is different. I'll never forget it as long as I live. I remember that the pastor preached on Jesus meeting people through people. To always be ready and alert for what He is going to do because He will use you to reach others. The fact that I can remember what he spoke about a year later says a lot, I think. Incredible, incredible morning. I'll never forget.
I don't live in a penthouse where I can gaze at the lights from on top of a city, but I'm surrounded with the warmth and glow of a family that loves and cares about each other.
My friends aren't famous musicians and actors and models. But they are some of the funniest, talented, and most caring people you will ever meet. Hang out with us for a couple of days and you will get a complete ab workout from laughing so hard. You'll also have a much lighter heart.
I don't have money to buy expensive clothing and even if I did, my hips weren't made for most of the cute outfits that retailers sell :( But I have more than 90% of the world. And that should be enough to make anyone grateful.
I don't have a soul mate in my life as dashing as Richard Armitage or as funny as Andy Samberg. But I have my best friend, Katie Jackson, and that's kinda the same thing. :P
So, I guess what this all comes down to is perspective.
I could be wrong on this, but I think God likes when we dream and when we share those dreams with Him. Dreams are intimate things. And God is an intimate god, concerned with the intricacies of our hearts. But He's also completely good. Which means He cannot do things that won't ultimately lead to our good. Our calling is to look to Him. See our world and circumstances through heavenly lenses. Though our heart may not change immediately, in time "we will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living."
My goal for this year is simple: to take delight in the Lord. To love Him more today than I did yesterday.
Peace out, 22.
What up, 23.
As per my usual tradition, a blog post about the adventures of turning a new number will ensue. I feel that the last several of my posts have been about remembrance and I'm about to post another one. Maybe remembrance is the theme the Lord is instilling in me for this season of my life. I guess we'll find out...
Anyways, I'm 23 now which is incredibly weird and even weirder to type. 23. If you had asked me when I was 11 what I wanted to be when I was 23, I would have told you that I would be a famous singer. I would travel the world, live in a penthouse in a bustling city, have lots of classy, sophisticated friends, go to schools in Europe and NYC, become an accomplished musician, wear beautiful, expensive clothing on my (imaginary) slender figure, not the least of which would have been evening gowns for all the cool parties and events I would attend. Somebody tall, dark, and handsome would have probably been a part of the image as well. What can I say? I was a hopeless romantic when I was younger. Don't tell anyone, but I kind of still am.
But here's the reality. I'm 23. I'm not famous, not even a little bit. I didn't even finish real college, much less attend a prestigious university in Europe or New York. The only places I've travelled worth mentioning are Israel and New York. Far from a penthouse, I live in a 4 bedroom home with 3 kids and 5 adults. Most of my friends, myself included, are or were, misfits. I can't afford to buy expensive clothing and I have no where to wear an evening gown. My figure could never be classified as slender and there's no one present in my life who remotely resembles the man of my dreams. Far from an accomplished musician, my skills are slightly more than mediocre.
I think if I had pondered all of this a year or two ago, I would have sent myself into a pit of depression lol. And looking back over what I just typed, there are a few things I read that send little pangs of longing shooting through my heart... But it's not devastating. I'm not heartbroken. I don't constantly pine for all these dreams that I had when I was younger. Sure, getting paid lots of money to do music would be awesome. But at least I have the opportunity to do music at all. God has put me in a place to use what little gifting I have, even if it's just a small part. Heck, I even have several awesome friends who I get to jam with, and I love doing that.
While I didn't go to Harvard, or Carnegie, or wherever else is cool, I completed the Cosmetology program at MGTC. I know that's not something that a person looking on the outside would consider much, but it took a lot of determination and perseverance to finish that program. Every day was a struggle to make myself go. For 18 months. But I did it. And I'm glad. I also switched my major like a jillion times before deciding to do hair, which was totally humiliating. But you know the thing about being humiliated? It teaches you humility ;)
I've never been to Europe. I do still hope to go one day. But after going to Israel, I don't think that anything else could quite compare. Israel was the most enriching, amazing, fun, wonderful trips I've ever experienced. I loved every second of it. I can't wait to go back. I can't put into words the level of awesome that Israel is. Just go if you ever get the chance.
New York City was a great experience. While I was there I wasn't sure that I would want to go back, but now I know I would love to. The energy is amazing there and so are all the options of stuff to do and the variety of people. But you know what really impressed me? Church. I went to Hillsong Church NYC with my sister and it was one of the most powerful things I've ever experienced. No, there wasn't a rushing wind that swept the congregation. Fire didn't come down from heaven. The lead singers from Hillsong United weren't even there lol. What was incredible was the Spirit. It was so strong in that place. And I'm not talking about a feeling. I'm talking about a presence. When people will stand for an hour outside while it's cold and raining to get to church, when people are willing to stand in a packed, dark room for over 2 hours just to hear somebody bring the Word, you know there's something more going on than meets the eye. When people are less concerned with having a comfy chair, being able to see the pastor and musicians perfectly, and are more concerned with making sure they can hear what is being said, even if they can't even catch a glimpse of what's going on up front, you know the Spirit is there. When people raise almost $1 million for a new building and decide to donate it instead to families who lost homes in a flood, you know something is different. I'll never forget it as long as I live. I remember that the pastor preached on Jesus meeting people through people. To always be ready and alert for what He is going to do because He will use you to reach others. The fact that I can remember what he spoke about a year later says a lot, I think. Incredible, incredible morning. I'll never forget.
I don't live in a penthouse where I can gaze at the lights from on top of a city, but I'm surrounded with the warmth and glow of a family that loves and cares about each other.
My friends aren't famous musicians and actors and models. But they are some of the funniest, talented, and most caring people you will ever meet. Hang out with us for a couple of days and you will get a complete ab workout from laughing so hard. You'll also have a much lighter heart.
I don't have money to buy expensive clothing and even if I did, my hips weren't made for most of the cute outfits that retailers sell :( But I have more than 90% of the world. And that should be enough to make anyone grateful.
I don't have a soul mate in my life as dashing as Richard Armitage or as funny as Andy Samberg. But I have my best friend, Katie Jackson, and that's kinda the same thing. :P
So, I guess what this all comes down to is perspective.
I could be wrong on this, but I think God likes when we dream and when we share those dreams with Him. Dreams are intimate things. And God is an intimate god, concerned with the intricacies of our hearts. But He's also completely good. Which means He cannot do things that won't ultimately lead to our good. Our calling is to look to Him. See our world and circumstances through heavenly lenses. Though our heart may not change immediately, in time "we will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living."
My goal for this year is simple: to take delight in the Lord. To love Him more today than I did yesterday.
Peace out, 22.
What up, 23.
Sometimes it's difficult to be thankful. Especially as we get older.
We become jaded.
People disappoint.
Life doesn't happen the way we think it should.
We realize just how out of control of our life we really are.
We disappoint ourselves.
We long for more.
It's easy to allow our hearts to grow as cold as the late November wind.
When I allow myself to focus on things that haven't gone my way, instead of acknowledging God's hand on my life, my heart grows hard and cold.
But in light of of the season of thankfulness, in light of the past post on remembrance, I think it's a good idea to place my heart on the hearth of unfailing love, to allow it to thaw out in the glow of all God has done for me.
I truly am thankful for so many things He's done, even in the last few months. Life is not perfect. But it's so blessed. More than I comprehend.
I've found a church home.
I've gotten not 1, not 2, not 3, but 4 jobs which at times seems like more than I can handle, but I'm grateful that God provides.
I've lost privacy, peace, and quiet, which makes for a sometimes chaotic and frazzled existence, but I've gained living with 3 precious nieces and nephews who make life fun and remind me what really matters-relationships. People. Family. And I'm so thankful for my family.
Incidentally, through all this, I'm thankful for a sister and brother-in-law who are selfless enough to take in their family members at their time of need. This is what love in action looks like.
I'm thankful for awesome co-workers, and amazing friends who always know how to make me smile and laugh. I used to look on friendships and relationships and see all the things that I wish were different. I'm realizing more and more that love is less of wanting others to change and more of just loving them the way they are. It's more rewarding that way.
I'm thankful that I get to do things I love every day. No, I'm not exactly where I want to be in life. There's a lot more I want to accomplish and some days I feel like a complete and utter failure. But in all of my jobs I get to help people, I get to make people feel beautiful, I get to teach people, I get to love people. Some days are harder than others. Mostly I feel unworthy and clueless as to how to love. But the older I get, the more I realize that love is more of a journey, less of a destination. You learn as you go and as you grow.
Mostly, I'm thankful that even when I can't see God's hand, even when my heart doesn't believe that God is sovereign or good, even when I can't see the big picture, truth endures. God endures. Love endures.
I'm thankful that Love doesn't give up on us, even when we give up on Him. I'm thankful that when we remain faithless, He remains faithful, because He cannot deny who He is.
It's an astounding, scandalous truth, one that at present I'm having trouble understanding. And yet it still remains true.
We become jaded.
People disappoint.
Life doesn't happen the way we think it should.
We realize just how out of control of our life we really are.
We disappoint ourselves.
We long for more.
It's easy to allow our hearts to grow as cold as the late November wind.
When I allow myself to focus on things that haven't gone my way, instead of acknowledging God's hand on my life, my heart grows hard and cold.
But in light of of the season of thankfulness, in light of the past post on remembrance, I think it's a good idea to place my heart on the hearth of unfailing love, to allow it to thaw out in the glow of all God has done for me.
I truly am thankful for so many things He's done, even in the last few months. Life is not perfect. But it's so blessed. More than I comprehend.
I've found a church home.
I've gotten not 1, not 2, not 3, but 4 jobs which at times seems like more than I can handle, but I'm grateful that God provides.
I've lost privacy, peace, and quiet, which makes for a sometimes chaotic and frazzled existence, but I've gained living with 3 precious nieces and nephews who make life fun and remind me what really matters-relationships. People. Family. And I'm so thankful for my family.
Incidentally, through all this, I'm thankful for a sister and brother-in-law who are selfless enough to take in their family members at their time of need. This is what love in action looks like.
I'm thankful for awesome co-workers, and amazing friends who always know how to make me smile and laugh. I used to look on friendships and relationships and see all the things that I wish were different. I'm realizing more and more that love is less of wanting others to change and more of just loving them the way they are. It's more rewarding that way.
I'm thankful that I get to do things I love every day. No, I'm not exactly where I want to be in life. There's a lot more I want to accomplish and some days I feel like a complete and utter failure. But in all of my jobs I get to help people, I get to make people feel beautiful, I get to teach people, I get to love people. Some days are harder than others. Mostly I feel unworthy and clueless as to how to love. But the older I get, the more I realize that love is more of a journey, less of a destination. You learn as you go and as you grow.
Mostly, I'm thankful that even when I can't see God's hand, even when my heart doesn't believe that God is sovereign or good, even when I can't see the big picture, truth endures. God endures. Love endures.
I'm thankful that Love doesn't give up on us, even when we give up on Him. I'm thankful that when we remain faithless, He remains faithful, because He cannot deny who He is.
It's an astounding, scandalous truth, one that at present I'm having trouble understanding. And yet it still remains true.
Praise the Lord, all you nations;
Extol Him, all you peoples. For great is His love toward us,
And the faithfulness of the Lord endures forever.
Praise the Lord!
Psalm 117:1-2
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