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Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Friday, May 17, 2013
I'm eating Mnms as I write this.
So now that this time of year has arrived, I'm hearing all these students' wails and cries of fear. Finals are here. And we start to contemplate life.
My last week of high school was probably the worst week of my life so far. There were lots of tears and blood and sweat. I failed some tests, and I passed others. All I could see was a thick fog of words and paper, and I thought I might actually go into shock. But I got through it. My biggest problem was later when I bombed the SAT. When it happened I was kind of thinking, "What now?" I just bombed one of the biggest tests of my life, and the college I applied to didn't accept me because of it. Had I just ruined my education? My hopes for a good job? My life? I gotta admit I was pretty depressed. I tried to keep my chin up, but I felt like terribly stupid person. I didn't know what to do.
But all this turmoil inside me happened because I had forgotten the most important thing.
My life wasn't mine.
It was God's.
I was thinking that it was all up to me to be successful. Well, my version of successful. Which isn't truly successful to begin with. God's version of my life is very different and FAR better than my puny version. So if I tried my hardest and I still got a bad score and didn't get into college, then I know It wasn't meant to happen at that time. God had something better he wanted me to do. I wasn't planning for me to take a year off of school, but God was. And I can have confidence that everything is going to turn out great. Because that's what happens when you give your life to God. There's no way you can ruin your life when you're not even the one controlling it. And you can trust that God won't steer it wrong. He's the one who created it. His entire plan for you is the best plan there is. You can't lose.
And even though I can't see the whole map or where the big X is, I can see a few landmarks that I've already passed through. Like Mexico. I doubt I would have been able to go if I had been in school these past few months. Oh yeah, btw, I'M BAAAACK!! Didn't get captured. Mexico was great. I learned a lot, met some great people, built a house, and spread some love. You all should go there. ANYWAYS, I've also learned a lot about living and people. And living with people. I learned how to run a home. I learned that you can find instructions for EVERYTHING. I learned how to drive better. I learned that without your license your life is basically pretty much nothing. I was able too be involved more in the Awana ministry. I learned you can make friends with anyone no matter who they are or what their age is, old or young. I started a blog. I figured out my passions. And I've learned that life is more than school. But don't get me wrong, a good education is priceless.
But the point is, don't stress and let God do His thing.
My last week of high school was probably the worst week of my life so far. There were lots of tears and blood and sweat. I failed some tests, and I passed others. All I could see was a thick fog of words and paper, and I thought I might actually go into shock. But I got through it. My biggest problem was later when I bombed the SAT. When it happened I was kind of thinking, "What now?" I just bombed one of the biggest tests of my life, and the college I applied to didn't accept me because of it. Had I just ruined my education? My hopes for a good job? My life? I gotta admit I was pretty depressed. I tried to keep my chin up, but I felt like terribly stupid person. I didn't know what to do.
But all this turmoil inside me happened because I had forgotten the most important thing.
My life wasn't mine.
It was God's.
I was thinking that it was all up to me to be successful. Well, my version of successful. Which isn't truly successful to begin with. God's version of my life is very different and FAR better than my puny version. So if I tried my hardest and I still got a bad score and didn't get into college, then I know It wasn't meant to happen at that time. God had something better he wanted me to do. I wasn't planning for me to take a year off of school, but God was. And I can have confidence that everything is going to turn out great. Because that's what happens when you give your life to God. There's no way you can ruin your life when you're not even the one controlling it. And you can trust that God won't steer it wrong. He's the one who created it. His entire plan for you is the best plan there is. You can't lose.
And even though I can't see the whole map or where the big X is, I can see a few landmarks that I've already passed through. Like Mexico. I doubt I would have been able to go if I had been in school these past few months. Oh yeah, btw, I'M BAAAACK!! Didn't get captured. Mexico was great. I learned a lot, met some great people, built a house, and spread some love. You all should go there. ANYWAYS, I've also learned a lot about living and people. And living with people. I learned how to run a home. I learned that you can find instructions for EVERYTHING. I learned how to drive better. I learned that without your license your life is basically pretty much nothing. I was able too be involved more in the Awana ministry. I learned you can make friends with anyone no matter who they are or what their age is, old or young. I started a blog. I figured out my passions. And I've learned that life is more than school. But don't get me wrong, a good education is priceless.
But the point is, don't stress and let God do His thing.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
It is 3 a.m. right now. And I am currently on my way to Mexico. No I didn't get kidnapped. More like drafted. My sisters christian college group needed more people for their mission trip, so she asked me, and I said yes. So this morning I woke up at 2:10, and now Emily's driving on the interstate, and it's pitch black and raining. We're going to meet up with the rest of the group in Carrollton, pile up in a van, and hopefully leave by 4:30. I gotta be honest, I'm a bit nervous. This will be my first out of country experience to a country I'm really unfamiliar with. Not that I don't believe God is taking care of us, because I know it's all in His hands. I'm really just afraid of the unknown. But at the same time, I'm terribly excited. This will be quite an adventure. I'm hoping that when I come back, besides having done successful mission work, I'll know a bit more about life. And be a little wiser. Be a little more fluent in Spanish. Be a little stronger emotionally, spiritually, socially, or even physically. Maybe even be a little slimmer. ;) I'm hoping I'll comeback just a better person in general. Hopefully I won't get kidnapped, considering the Mexico crime rate. But I think I'll blend in pretty well.
Another thing, having breakfast in the middle of the night is.... weird. It's like you're not hungry, but you feel like you should eat something, but you feel like you shouldn't eat anything, and you feel like you are going to throw up either way. Coffee was extremely good this morning (night?) though. And anytime is good for good coffee so I'm good.
Hopefully I'll get some good photos while I'm there. And hopefully I won't be mistaken for an illegal immigrant and be trapped in Mexico forever. Although if I end up falling in love with the country, or someone in the country, that might not be so bad. If I don't come back, I'd like to thank all you people who chose to read this pathetic baby blog of mine. You all have a special place in my heart.
"Yeah airplanes are safer, but road trips are more fun." - anonymous
Another thing, having breakfast in the middle of the night is.... weird. It's like you're not hungry, but you feel like you should eat something, but you feel like you shouldn't eat anything, and you feel like you are going to throw up either way. Coffee was extremely good this morning (night?) though. And anytime is good for good coffee so I'm good.
Hopefully I'll get some good photos while I'm there. And hopefully I won't be mistaken for an illegal immigrant and be trapped in Mexico forever. Although if I end up falling in love with the country, or someone in the country, that might not be so bad. If I don't come back, I'd like to thank all you people who chose to read this pathetic baby blog of mine. You all have a special place in my heart.
"Yeah airplanes are safer, but road trips are more fun." - anonymous
Monday, April 22, 2013
Happy Earth Day
IT'S EARTH DAY!! I love earth day. It's a great reminder of how awesome the earth is. I was going to put a cool picture to give you an example, but instead why don't you go outside and see for yourself? And I know that some people just roll their eyes and say that earth day is for hippies, and I know some that just say the world is going to burn anyways, so why bother taking care of it so much? And you're right. The world is going to burn. So I guess that means we can just throw away the Mona Lisa. And all of Beethoven's music. And Shakespeare's plays. And my diploma. Because if you look at the world that way, everything is useless, and you won't see the big picture. The earth is God's masterpiece. It's the greatest work of art known to mankind. So why do we go to such great lengths to take care of miniscule paintings and petty papers of our own achievements, while we just toss our cigarettes and soda cans on the very ground we live on? That our Creator graciously provided for us? I see no reason why God would make such a wonderment called earth just so we could throw our trash everywhere on it and harmfully abuse it. Taking care of this world that God beautifully made shows our respect for Him and appreciation for all He does. And I seriously believe that it pleases Him when we do.
I stumbled upon this beautiful poem today written by a person I don't the name of, and I thought it was both clever and motivating. http://turnoffyourm1nd.tumblr.com/image/48617375696
I stumbled upon this beautiful poem today written by a person I don't the name of, and I thought it was both clever and motivating. http://turnoffyourm1nd.tumblr.com/image/48617375696
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Bug Bite
I found a bug bite on my arm the other day. I was just scratching my arm and I thought "What?" and looked down. And lo and behold, there it was. Most people might roll their eyes and be like "UGH, gross, an itchy red mound." But for some weird reason, it made my day. I smiled when I saw it. Because all of a sudden my insides turned into sunshine . And bike rides. And flying kites. And boating, swimming, tanning, wild flowers, river rafting, surfing, hiking, fireflies, barbecues, geo caching, yard sales, and watermelon. Laughter and family. And everything in between. Because what that bug bite said to me was, "Hey spring, hey summer! Let's go."
Thursday, March 28, 2013
The Truth
I've always heard that the best relationships begin with honesty. Starting this blog kind of feels to me like starting a new relationship. So I'm going to test this theory and start with the flat out bare naked truth. So brace yourself.
The truth is that I'm not really the kind of person to do this kind of thing. I used to typically not be the one who liked to share her thoughts. Sometimes it was because I didn't think my thoughts were any good. Sometimes it was because when the moment came to speak, I had forgotten what I was thinking. Which isn't too rare of me. But the main reason was mostly because I was afraid. I was afraid that if people heard my thoughts, they might've thought they were stupid or senseless. I was afraid of what people would think. And I realized that I wasn't the only one who thought that way. There are a lot of people who are afraid to share any deep thoughts they have, because they don't want people to scoff or disagree with them. Or make them feel like idiots. Or think that they're trying to act above everyone else. And it made me realize a few things. People tend to be afraid of things that shouldn't be feared. Yes, for some things you should have caution. But not fear, because fear is really blinding. It prevents you from seeing the real deal.
If no one ever shared their thoughts, ideas, or opinions, where would life be? No one would get inspired. Most of the inventions we have today wouldn't exist. Millions of people would have died in the slave trade that still would have been legal today. Rome or Greece would probably still hold the highest power on earth. My family would be part of an Indian tribe living in the Dominican Republic. Or we'd be Roman Catholics. Or both. No one would have any good music to share. Would we even have music? There definitely wouldn't be any museums of any sort. Probably half of the world would be non existent.
Sharing what you have in mind is pretty much what's making the world go round. What kind of place would the world be if no one ever spoke their imaginations, stories, deep thoughts, what they've learned, or inspirations? It'd be a lot like this:
The truth is that I'm not really the kind of person to do this kind of thing. I used to typically not be the one who liked to share her thoughts. Sometimes it was because I didn't think my thoughts were any good. Sometimes it was because when the moment came to speak, I had forgotten what I was thinking. Which isn't too rare of me. But the main reason was mostly because I was afraid. I was afraid that if people heard my thoughts, they might've thought they were stupid or senseless. I was afraid of what people would think. And I realized that I wasn't the only one who thought that way. There are a lot of people who are afraid to share any deep thoughts they have, because they don't want people to scoff or disagree with them. Or make them feel like idiots. Or think that they're trying to act above everyone else. And it made me realize a few things. People tend to be afraid of things that shouldn't be feared. Yes, for some things you should have caution. But not fear, because fear is really blinding. It prevents you from seeing the real deal.
If no one ever shared their thoughts, ideas, or opinions, where would life be? No one would get inspired. Most of the inventions we have today wouldn't exist. Millions of people would have died in the slave trade that still would have been legal today. Rome or Greece would probably still hold the highest power on earth. My family would be part of an Indian tribe living in the Dominican Republic. Or we'd be Roman Catholics. Or both. No one would have any good music to share. Would we even have music? There definitely wouldn't be any museums of any sort. Probably half of the world would be non existent.
Sharing what you have in mind is pretty much what's making the world go round. What kind of place would the world be if no one ever spoke their imaginations, stories, deep thoughts, what they've learned, or inspirations? It'd be a lot like this:
Empty, lifeless, pointless, stupid, bleak, annoying, the adjectives just go on and on. Well, maybe not that extreme. There might be a tuff of grass somewhere. And yes, I googled that picture. But you get the point. We'd still be living in the bushes had no one ever shared themselves. There'd be no inspiration. No motivation. So that's the main reason I'm doing this. I feel that it's my responsibility as a human being to share what's on my mind with the rest of you guys (a.k.a. the human race). Even if most of them end up being ridiculous, you never know if one will be worth it. Maybe I'll inspire someone someday somehow.
I'm also hoping this will give me motivation to do more in life. I'm not doing much right now and there's so much that can be done. There's so much potential. And the more you do, the more tales there are to tell.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYDNEY CECILIA MALONE!!!!!!!!! I dedicate this first post to that little girl. She's the one who gave me the title of this blog. Her big ol' B-day was yesterday and she's now been alive for two whole decades!!!!!!!! Way to GO!
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