Ten

Day Ten: One confession.

Sometimes I feel out of control. Like things that I should have a say in, are happening with out my blessing or input. I know that the Lord's will, will be done. But there are sometimes where I want to feel in control of something. That is usually when I start a project, or think of something to study, or a write. Because when you write a story, the pen in your hand makes it unfold. Been feeling like that lately, but I know it will go away eventually.

Nine

Day Nine: Two words that describe your life right now.

His will.

What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life "its" name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above
What do I know of this love?-Addison Road

Flowers and weeds.

Flowers.

Delicate. Classic. Sometimes Feminine. Beautiful All The Time.

No one should under estimate the power of flowers. Yes, they do have that, "They'll be dead in a week!" stigma attached to them. But as a person who appreciates little gestures, and the little smile on your face when you smell a sweet rose, I love flowers.

It should be noted though, the gift of one flower, does indeed, take just as much thought as a whole bouquet.

Some times life can be like a flower. We are the small little seed earthed in a place so significant, only God knows why we fell there. We come above ground not knowing our surroundings, some of us are on a branch with others just like us, some are in fields with flowers just as beautiful, and some of us will end up being a single flower among weeds.

As we grow, we might not see our differences from those around us, and we can keep on growing, living life as we see it. God is our sun, our life line and journey. Water and rain is opportunity that comes to us, just as it comes to the weeds around us. But as a flower, we take the water and use it to nourish our souls, so that we may keep making the reach toward the sun. The sun that gives us life. The sun we can always count on rising each morning. We stretch and  seize each ray trying to reach it, knowing that it has been good to us, and believing that it holds promises and life. Everyday, we look for its shining warmth, having faith that it will one day shine on the reason we were born among weeds.

But are we really a flower? What if we are just a weed too? Although not as beautiful as a flower, a weed also grows towards the sun as well. It too waits for the sun to come up every day. If a weed is given the same opportunity as a flower it too can be beautiful. It too can reach for the sun and soak up the rain, even though it looks just like the weed beside it.  Perhaps we should know that not all flowers deserve to be flowers, and some weeds, well some weeds are really flowers on the inside. And they live to reach for the sun, and make the world a little more beautiful.

Seven Eight

Day Seven: Four turn offs.

Conceit

Vast amounts of anger or jealousy

Dishonesty

Can't think of a good 4th. So thats it.

 

Day Eight: Three turn ons.

Confidence

Sense of Humor

Genuineness

Six and Five

Six things you wish you could change or you wish you’d never done.

6. Changed for Someone
5.Let people walk all over me
4. Being snobby towards people.
3. Getting off my "life track".
2. Trusting the wrong people.
1. Wasting time.

Five people who mean a lot to you.

1. Mama -

Obvious reasons, who doesn't love their Mama? Mine is the best, but of course I'm biased.

2. Grandmama

She's hilarious. The woman had her young adult years in the 40's and 50's, right before she had 11 kids.

So I can understand why she keeps asking when I'm gonna get married. My favorite thing

in the world, is seeing/making her laugh.

3. Siblings

Sometimes the only people who can or will understand, are the people who grew up with you.

4. Alyssa Laurel

My BFF. Consistency, respect, humor, secrets, understanding, love. Been with me through

some pretty hard times in my life, when I first met my bff my whole world would soon change,

and of course, hers did too.

5. Me

I mean this in the most non-egotistical/concieted way possible. I speak of me as  the myself that I can

 control and that needs my help. Me is important because I sometimes take care of others before myself.

 "Me" means a lot to me, but I should probably start doing things to make "Me" believe it.

Saturday Football W5

Its grandmama's 79th birthday. So i'll be keeping up with scores on my phone. Here's my games.

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Happy Football Everyone!



7 things that cross my mind.

Seven things that cross my mind often...

1. Really?/Really?!?!/REALLY!

-Often used as a question, or a rhetorical inquiry.

2. I'mmma pray for you.

-Said and meant for so many different people

for so many different reasons.

3. Make up your mind please.

Mostly regarding boys.

4. Thats what she said.

Ha... Sometimes that pops up in my head.

(twss... hehe)

5. Ok, What did I (do, say, think, breath, gesture) wrong?

Generally spoken regarding life.

6. OMG, what time is it?

Regarding homework, Procrastination is my middle name.

I don't wait to do it until the last minute, I just submit

everything on the due date, I don't know why.

7. I'm Yours.

Reminding myself that I'm on God's schedule, and

at his will. I say this more some days than others.