Friday, December 3, 2010

I love Christmas. I love it! I love the lights, the presents, I love everything about it! Today my roommate and I went to get a tree. I think we found the most fragrant tree in the whole town! Its beautiful. I realize this time of year I get so caught up in the hussel and bussel of the lights, trees, presents, and so on that I forget the real reason I am celebrating. I forget that I am celebrating a life that was lived 2010 years go, a life that was sacrified to save mine. When I really sit down and think about Jesus I come up with a few conclusions. One is that he lived and died with me in mind, the second is that he is still alive to this day, third is that I am not him and I don' want his job. This time of year people worry so much about money and how will they do Christmas. I know because I am in that same boat, but instead, I'm going to give it to God and decide to celebrate the life that was willingly given to save mine. Jesus Happy Birthday! This month, I am celebrating you!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

some of my poetry


One word.
Is all it takes.
The word that describes,
“that type” of person.

You see “that type” of person
and instantly
that world
Hits your thoughts…

What is that word?

What’s the word?
You see “them” all the time…
What’s the first word,
that crashes your mind?

Now think about this…
Do you know them?
Do you REALLY know them?
More than a face,
more than a common “Hi”

Do you know them?
Do you know their heart?
Do you know their background?
Do you know there deepest need?

Doesn’t just happen overnight.
1 Corinthians 12….
The ability to see
Beyond the

the ability to share the

The ability to laugh together,
Cry together,
And break bread together.

One word….



The world spins
with one single drop.
One here
one there.
Harmful drops,
Helpful drops,
Healing drops.

A single drop can
well up
in the eye,
slide down a cheek
And wet the ground below.

To much laughter
can make a drop
well up in the eye
“Laugh until you cry”

A single drop
can go
from a plastic bag
Marked “Chemo”
Into a plastic tubing
of an IV,
Into the blood stream;
of a very scared person.

A single drop can
multiply and become
several drops taken out
of the body.
Put back in
for a person with kidney failure.

A single drop can come
From above
And create
Beautiful oceans,
And streams.

A single drop
over time
Can tear down,
and destroy
and people.
Even the simplest
Of things…
Boiling water
Begins with a single drop.

It’s strange to think.
A single drop
can bring

It can release,
It can harm,
It can help
It can heal
It can create.

Amazing the power of a
Single drop.

To let go

To let go
to let oneself
have freedom
to not be restricted
to what and when.
To let the walls down
and let the world in.

To let go
let it ALL go!
To not care
who is there,
who is watching,
who is around,
and to just,
let GO!

Let go of the good,
let go of the bad.
To not have to hold
everything together
all the time

To lose the face;
the smile.
And just be.
Be who you are
and to be okay
with that.

To not act
like something your not
to not have to pretend,
To be who you are,
ALL of who you are
and to not change
to make others happy.

To give up the facade
give up the idea of perfection,
and let go
of the control.
To be willing to say
"God I want to become
all you created me to be,
and I don't are what it takes."

To be who you are
To let go and let God.
To just let go

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

So much pain

This week Michael Jackson died suddenly at age 50. Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, and the sudden deaths TV pitchman Billy Mays were also in the news. That is a lot of death. Today in Bible study we read about how the Lord will come like a thief in the night which basically means that not only the Lord will come when we don't know it, it also means that we don't know when we will die. It simply makes me realize how short life is and how suddenly it can be taken away. I guess that is what scares me, that one day I will die and I have no control over when that day is. I don't know how I will die or when for that matter. That scares me, I think what scares me more is that I will get to heaven and God will say he does not know me. What I want to hear is well done good and faithful servant, you are my child in whom I am well pleased, and that I was adopted into his family. I want to see Nana, Granddad, Grandma, Grandpa, Jesus and everyone I love. Standing there ready to give me a hug when I get to heaven.

Also today I realize that this July 4, 2009 will be the 10 year anniversary of my Nana's sudden death. I miss her just as much now as I did before. I love her so much and would give everything for one more second with her.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009


So roughly one month and 13 days ago my last grandparent passed away. It was not expected, but not unexpected. I we to his memorial a couple weeks ago. We sat in this large church with all the other people who knew grandpa. The stories they were telling me was of a grandpa who loved his job, loved people, and loved life. He worked well with the youth, and other pastors would send him their children to him because he was so good with teenagers. He volunteered in so many places and did so much to help people.
The grandpa I knew was a different person. I do have to believe that the grandpa I knew had to in some way shape or form have influence on me becoming a Christian. The grandpa I knew played mind games with me and insulted my intelligence. The grandpa I knew had a short tempter and was not patient. The grandpa I knew was rude. Don't get me wrong, I loved my grandpa. But I think I see a cycle of abuse in my family that shouldn't be there.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Sat morning

So my mom and I talked this morning. See I turned 25 three days ago and am now going off my parents insurance because of it. The rub is that I am to heavy for any insurance company to take me. I am to overweight. My mom told me that she and dad are at there wits end and that I have to do something. She says she doesn't think I can do it by myself, I have to go somewhere or something like that.
I occured to me that they are never going to get this. They are never going to understand what their words do to me. Unless I loose my weight my relationship with my parents is going to continue to suck. Why does my relationship with them have to be contingent on me weight? So I asked God to change my heart. The least I can do is love my parents, I don't agree with their methods, but I do love them. There my parents!! But another thought occured to me...what if there right? That is probably my worst fear...them being right.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Two loves

So I was talking with my pastor after a class tonight and we got on the topic of Grace. To my understanding Grace is knowing your loved and not having to do anything to earn that love. It is an unconditional love the God gives us freely and nothing we can say, do, or think can give us more love or take love away. It got me thinking, does this love really exist here on earth? Does it? Is there anyone on earth who has been unconditionally loved by anyone? Sadly I don't think there is, not to be a downer but I think people have wonderful intentions, but we are all human.
I believe there are two types of love in the world, love you earn and love you are freely given. Far to often the world operates in the love you earn. Do this and I will love you, earn this amount of money and people will love you more. Buy these things and people will love you. Buy kids lots of stuff so they love you more and so on. What would happen if we took all that away? What if we could not show our love for people with our actions or our gifts? Could we still show people we care and love them? A love that you, as a recipient, absolutely could not earn no matter how hard you tried and a love that could never be turned off.
This kind of unconditional love it supernatural, that is why it is so hard for us to understand it.
I wish I knew this love, I wish I could say I know God LOVES me. To some extend I "know" God loves me, but it is a head knowledge. I want that knowledge to be a heart knowledge. Back to the conversation with my pastor, I told him this whole concept of Grace and unconditional love is just over my head. I so desperately wish I felt this love and knew it to the core of my being. He told me, keep working on it, one day you'll know. I pray and long for that day! Until then I will put one foot in front of the other and keep praying. I need to open the window to my soul and let God in.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Imagine me

I was talking with my pastor today about "stuff" and became more aware of my need to have counseling. I have come to a place in my life where I have to be healed. I need it to the core of my being. I want to be healed, I need to be healed, I desire to be healed. Of course I want it NOW, but as my pastor told me, it is quite possible that this is going to be a long hard road for me. I am determined to do it though... why? Because I want to be a wise, powerful, women who has become all God made her to be. I want to forgive those who have wronged me and just let go, not for them, but for me. Imagine Me...FREE!
Here is the song by Kirk Franklin

Imagine Me
Loving what I see when
The mirror looks at me cause I,
Imagine me
In a place of no insecurities
And I'm finally happy cause
I imagine me.

Letting go of all the ones who hurt me
Cause they never did deserve me
Can you imagine me?
Saying no to thoughts that
Try to control me
Remembering all you told me
Lord, can you imagine me?

Over what my mama said
And healed from what my daddy did
And I wanna live and not read that page

Imagine me, being free, trusting you totally
Finally I can..Imagine me
I admit it was hard to see
You being in love with someone like me
But finally I can..Imagine me

Being strong
And not letting people break me down
You won't get that joy this time around
Can you imagine me?
In a world where nobody has
To live afraid
Because of your love fears gone away
Can you imagine me?

Letting go of my past and
Glad to have another chance and
My heart will dance
'Cause I don't have to read that page again

This song is dedicated to people like
Me those that struggle with
insecurities, acceptance and even
You never felt good enough; but
imagine God whispering in you ear
letting you know that everything
That has happened is now

Gone, gone, it's gone, all gone

WOW what a prayer, what a song, what a prayer. Imagine me!