The things I am the most thankful for. (In no particular order.)
God. Forgiveness. My Momma. Aunt Ash. My dad's guitar. Sunny Days. Sugar cookies with sprinkles. Grace. Nathan's stories. My daddy's hands. Sweet tea. MawMaw's greenbeans. Brandon's love for his little sis. The cross. College. Freedom. The Red. The White. The Blue. Counrty music. Youth. Lamps. Granny's talent. Nathan's family. Old friends. Formal dresses. Butterflies. Special Ed youngsters. Grandpaw's life lessons. Fun. Amanda. Phone calls. Trust.
And I am thankful to be alive.
Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love endures forever.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
?espanol?
ok so I am doing school work with the tv on. thats when the most rediculous commercial came on. it was the regular commercial that we have all see atlease a million kagrillion times...you know, the one about you better upgrade your tv or you are out of luck when february comes. well it was that commercial but i didnt know that by what they were saying. No I had to look at the screen and see february (written in spanish) and 2009. thats how I knew.
that brings me to the point of this post.
to all you mexicans: we welcome you. we really do. i mean i would not know where i would be without all those times that your mexican food has comforted me. and oh taco bell. you are grand. but c'mon.
if you are going to live here-learn some friggin english. This is america and i think that its only right that we get to watch tv (commercials and all) in our own language.
i feel better now.
that brings me to the point of this post.
to all you mexicans: we welcome you. we really do. i mean i would not know where i would be without all those times that your mexican food has comforted me. and oh taco bell. you are grand. but c'mon.
if you are going to live here-learn some friggin english. This is america and i think that its only right that we get to watch tv (commercials and all) in our own language.
i feel better now.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
You? Me?
So tonight I am alone in my appartment. Its not unusual. Well I am usually not alone but often thats how I feel. But thats neither here nor there. But the quiet and solitude has gotten my mind to turning. And as I was fighting the screaming thoughts in my head, I just couldn't keep them in. I began to think...
Who are we? I mean...who am I? I know I am a college student, a daughter, a sister, and a lover of the Lord. But am I really who I want to be. I hope that its not just me but I have always had these dreams of who I wanted to be when I grew up. Well my 21st birthday is next month so I think that "grown-up" is a matter or weeks away and I am not at all who I always pictured myself as being. Some of my grown up dreams have come true and some I can't even see in the future.
So as I ponder I just think... Am I becoming who the Lord is making me to be? Or I am fighting His will and becoming the world?
Television and media has warped my mind into thinking that I need to be so many things and for so long I have strived for them. Now that I can just sit and let be, I can see that none of that matters. I think I am more afraid of going another day not being "grown up" in my faith then actually growing up. There is no way that I am going to face all that lies ahead without a solid foundation in the Lord.
So I pray with all conviction being laid out on the table that I would strive. Strive to push away all desires to be grown up in my fantasy world and instead run with a passion to grow up in a relationship with the only one that matters. The one title I have that secures my "grown up-ness" is saved. Thats me. Mature or naive. Sinner or saint. Thats me...saved.
And what a wonderful name to wear.
Who are we? I mean...who am I? I know I am a college student, a daughter, a sister, and a lover of the Lord. But am I really who I want to be. I hope that its not just me but I have always had these dreams of who I wanted to be when I grew up. Well my 21st birthday is next month so I think that "grown-up" is a matter or weeks away and I am not at all who I always pictured myself as being. Some of my grown up dreams have come true and some I can't even see in the future.
So as I ponder I just think... Am I becoming who the Lord is making me to be? Or I am fighting His will and becoming the world?
Television and media has warped my mind into thinking that I need to be so many things and for so long I have strived for them. Now that I can just sit and let be, I can see that none of that matters. I think I am more afraid of going another day not being "grown up" in my faith then actually growing up. There is no way that I am going to face all that lies ahead without a solid foundation in the Lord.
So I pray with all conviction being laid out on the table that I would strive. Strive to push away all desires to be grown up in my fantasy world and instead run with a passion to grow up in a relationship with the only one that matters. The one title I have that secures my "grown up-ness" is saved. Thats me. Mature or naive. Sinner or saint. Thats me...saved.
And what a wonderful name to wear.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Hello November
November already....
Where did October go?
So Tuesday was my first day with my kiddos at my REAL job. And can I just say that I was so overwhelmed. I was just thrown in with no direction and was told to hang out with the kids. WOW. Thats harder done than said.
Lets see...
I was hit on by a resident
I was pushed around by one of the kids and.... (this next one is the big one)
I was put in as headlock by one of my blind kids.
I am usually great in a crisis and I can handle most kids but this time I had to yell to another worker to get help and she practically had to pry him off of me. And then she went on to tell me (casually of course) "Oh he does that all the time."
Lovely. I am looking forward to next time. I might just try to tap out and see if he will let loose.
Whew. It was a long first day. So day two is tomorrow and we shall see how that goes.
On a happier note...
I have started a workout called P90X. Can we say SORE! I have never done anything so vigorous in my life but its so worth it. I started 3 days ago and I can already see a difference. Don't believe me...wait until February and you will.
I am supposed to take "Before and After" pics (which I am going to) and I will save you the sore eyes by not posting the "Before" but you just wait until February. I am going to be skinny, skinny, skinny. So be excited. Because I sure am. Sore, but excited.
Where did October go?
So Tuesday was my first day with my kiddos at my REAL job. And can I just say that I was so overwhelmed. I was just thrown in with no direction and was told to hang out with the kids. WOW. Thats harder done than said.
Lets see...
I was hit on by a resident
I was pushed around by one of the kids and.... (this next one is the big one)
I was put in as headlock by one of my blind kids.
I am usually great in a crisis and I can handle most kids but this time I had to yell to another worker to get help and she practically had to pry him off of me. And then she went on to tell me (casually of course) "Oh he does that all the time."
Lovely. I am looking forward to next time. I might just try to tap out and see if he will let loose.
Whew. It was a long first day. So day two is tomorrow and we shall see how that goes.
On a happier note...
I have started a workout called P90X. Can we say SORE! I have never done anything so vigorous in my life but its so worth it. I started 3 days ago and I can already see a difference. Don't believe me...wait until February and you will.
I am supposed to take "Before and After" pics (which I am going to) and I will save you the sore eyes by not posting the "Before" but you just wait until February. I am going to be skinny, skinny, skinny. So be excited. Because I sure am. Sore, but excited.
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