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Embrace Where You Are

I haven't updated this in awhile it seems. Alot has gone on in my life here in Austin. I am now in a relationship- my first boyfriend in 5 years- and it's a big, scary step for me because I'm unsure about being committed. There's alot of reasons for that, which I won't get into today. There are certain things I like about my life here and some things I detest. I won't get into that much today either. But I do want to talk about what God has done in my life here lately. The sermon yesterday talked about how we are exactly where God wants us to be, even if we hate it, and that really changed my perspective on my job because I absolutely hate it! There is a purpose behind my shitty job, my new relationship, my being in Austin, and everything else in my life right now, even if it all doesn't work for me. And our responsibility is to just embrace it because God has a purpose behind everything in our lives. I'm still unsure on whether or not I will stay

25 Lessons in 25 Years

Written last year: In light of my 25th birthday, I would like to impart to you 25 lessons I have learned in a quarter of a century. Enjoy! 1. Be gentle. People are fragile. And words dig deep. 2. People can be cruel sometimes, but it has more to do with them than it does with you. 3. Our actions have a butterfly effect, so act wisely. 4. Our beliefs have a profound impact on our life. 5. Sometimes it is okay to let go of people. Sometimes it is vital to sever the ties. 6. Trust God even when things look bleak because only He can see around the corner. 7. Relationships are the most important thing in life. They are the only things that continue after death. That includes relationships with people and your relationship with God. 8. Relax. Most of the things you stress over aren't really worth it. 9. It is our job to love people, especially difficult people because they need it the most. 10. Never avenge yourself. God is much better at it, so leave it in His hands. 11. Let go

The Breath of God

I liked this email so much, I had to share it with everyone. "Life's a little thing!" Robert Browning once wrote. But a little thing can mean a life. Even two lives. How well I remember. Two years ago in downtown Denver my friend, Scott Reasoner, and I saw something tiny and insignificant change the world, but no one else even seemed to notice. It was one of those beautiful Denver days. Crystal clear, no humidity, not a cloud in the sky. We decided to walk the ten blocks to an outdoor restaurant rather than take the shuttle bus that runs up and down the Sixteenth Street Mall. The restaurant, in the shape of a baseball diamond, was called The Blake Street Baseball Club. The tables were set appropriately on the grass infield. Many colorful pennants and flags hung limply overhead. As we sat outside, the sun continued to beat down on us, and it became increasingly hot. There wasn't a hint of a breeze, and heat radiated up from the tabletop. Nothing moved, except the wa

The Train of Life

Some folks ride the train of life Looking out the rear, Watching miles of life roll by, And marking every year. They sit in sad remembrance, Of wasted days gone by, And curse their life for what it was, And hang their head and cry. But I don't concern myself with that, I took a different vent, I look forward to what life holds, And not what has been spent. I want to feel the winds of change, Blowing in my face, I want to see what life unfolds, As I move from place to place. I want to see what's coming up, Not looking at the past, Life's too short for yesterdays, It moves along too fast. So if the ride gets bumpy, While you are looking back, Go up front, and you may find, Your life has jumped the track. It's all right to remember, That's part of history, But up front's where it's happening, There's so much mystery. The enjoyment of living, Is not where we have been, It's looking ever forward, To another year and ten. It's searching all the byway

Weeping for My Willow Tree

Written May 26, 2008, Monday Before we moved to Tomball, we lived in the suburbs of Houston in a fairly-sized house with a huge backyard that my brother and I spent many hot days in. Behind our fence was a field, where they built the busy street Antoine and took away our peace. Although this new road was behind our house and extremely noisy, I never felt unsafe because standing at the back of our fence- between the road and our house- was a huge willow tree that stood taller than any other tree around it. No one else had a willow tree around us and the other willows in the neighborhood weren't quite as big as ours, so it was always very special to us. The trunk was so big that they had to build our fence around it so that it protruded out from the rest of the fence, creating a path around the tree. Many childhood games revolved around our willow. My brother and I used to pick bark from the trunk because it looked like steak and "cooked" it on our pretend campfire tha

Pre-Quarter Life Crisis

Written May 21, 2008, Wed. So I'm going through one of those moments where I'm struggling with what I want to do with my life. The Houston humidity is reminding me of how much I don't want to be here and how much I wish I were somewhere else doing something else. I don't want to work in the fashion industry anymore, which means my degree is a waste (so I'm pretty pissed about that), and the things I want to do seem so far out of reach and unattainable that I almost don't even want to try. But there is a saying that makes me not want to give up: "The important thing is not being afraid to take a chance. Remember, the greatest failure is to not try. Once you find something you love to do, be the best at doing it." Here's another good one: "Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all." So I've been pondering on whether or not I should go back

For the Girls

Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling & getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along- the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.