So take me down a notch, eh?

No really, today was interesting. Someone told me something that I truly did NOT expect to hear and it made me feel funny…like really funny. I expected more of him and yea. Too bad! So I went on with my life, still thinking about what he’d told me and then I started to think about myself….well, really, I started thinking about me not too long ago.

Here’s my thought: How do I reflect Christ? What do people see when they look at me? Am I being a good steward of this gift called Christianity? <—-yes, it’s a gift!!! How can I be better?

Hmmmmmm? Guess I just have to slow down and gather these answers as they come.

Really, I don’t want to be stagnant, I want to grow.


Oh wait…

You have to buy books for class don’t you?

Hai-rrrrrrr (rumble with the conscious cloud round 50)

Wow, I think this will be my third post for the day….maybe I should stop. It’s really hard since I have not been on here in so long and I feel like there is so much that I have to say. Well, here’s one about hair. My mom thinks I am obsessive but I’m not, I’m just natural and there really is a different process with hair when you are. It takes more time because I cannot pick up an comb and slide it through. That can be sooooooo annoying at times though. Please do not get me wrong, I love my hair but sometimes it takes a little more effort than I am willing to put forth. I mean I do it, but sometimes, I wish I didn’t have to.

FOOOOOOR INSTANCE: Saturday night, I know I wanna wear a bun to church in the morning. I have the option to do it now before bed and just be finished or to just prep and go to bed finishing the bun in the morning. So I just detangle and flat twist my hair thinking that would be the end of the process. No such luck. The next morning my hair rejected brushes, combs and anything else that tried to penetrate it. My hair was damp with water, so I tried gel seeing that a little bit of water alone wasn’t doing it. Nope. So in a flustered panic, I soak my hair in the sink and STILL NOTHING!!!! This bush is not receiving this brush. Oy, soooooo I gave up, put some gel in my hair hoping that it would curl up the way it does when I have no intention of walking out the house (yup, I get the best styles when I’m alone) and put it in a puff. Not what I wanted to do especially after my mom made it clear that she did not want me to come to church with a fro…well, it wasn’t exactly a fro 🙂

Ummmmmm so yea. I love my hair. As much as we fight (yes, I did just personify my hair) we work it out most of the time. Plus it really has grown a lot so I should not expect to be able to treat it the way I had before.

Minor hair rant, I guess.

My New Favorite Poem

…can you guess why? It’s a weird one

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

That is some deep love 🙂


Just thinking about songs that I really like


Have you ever wanted to let someone know that you forgive them? I kind of do right now. There is a person who has hurt me really badly but I have to admit that I set myself up for it and neither of us were really right in the situation. I thought about him today and realized that it’s really not worth it to hold on to it.

Unforgiveness is a killer. You are keeping something inside, holding a grudge, eating yourself up while the other person has not a clue that you even feel that way. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Also, how dare I not forgive him when God forgave me for what I did? Hmmmm that’s just ridiculus now isn’t it? I want to walk in the freedom that I have been allowed, so how come I’m not doing it?

Anywaiz, if you ever read this (or even if you never do), I forgive you.

A note to myself: I forgive you too 🙂

Relay-tionships (tag, you’re it!!!)

So this is always an interesting topic among girls, Christian or not. Relationships, being in one, getting out of one, after getting out of one, waiting for one, all that jazz. Right now, I talk about them and get all excited at the topic but really, it is just not on my agenda. But it is for many of my friends, stirring them into a frantic tizzy of anxiety and distrust.

Wait, did that sound bad? It wasn’t meant to. What I mean is that we often take it upon ourselves to find the perfect guy, or at least keep our eye out for him. We worry about the relationships we have been in and whether or not we will be able to get over them. The joys of LoVe. I am not a cinic about love just what we mistake to be love…and courtship…the etiquette of courtship…and many other things that we simply do not know how to do because this is something they do not teach in school, but it is in the Bible.

Getting into a relationship: Proverbs 18:22 HE who finds a wife finds a good thing. NOWHERE in the Bible does it talk about a woman pursuing a man unless she is a prostitute. His pursuit says something about his character, while he may be timid, he is willing to go the extra mile to get your attention. His approach also speaks volumes. If a guy comes up arrogant and full of himself, you are probably not the only girl he’s talking to.

We as women really have an easy role to play. Just chill. Being single is one of the best things to be. What you do is worry about your relationship with God. 1 Corinthians 7:32 says that the unmarried person worries about the things of God that they may please Him. Really, just enjoy the single life with friends and family and when someone does apply for the role of husband (we don’t just date for the sake of dating), we prayerfully conduct interviews,ya know, in the form of dinner and a movie, Bible study, spending time with family, whatever. This is something I absolutely love about being a girl.

Last night a friend and I were talking about love and being in love with multiple people, I feel that it is possible because love is a choice. 1 Corinthians 13: 4-8 (patient, kind, isn’t prideful or puffe up, isn’t rude, isn’t selfish, not easily provoked, doesn’t think evil, isn’t satisfied with bad but seeks the truth, bears, believes, hopes and endures all things. NEVER FAILS) basically says that we have to choose to do all of these things if someone is really important to you. Now maybe it is possible to do all this for two different people but if you are doing this, I really don’t think it would happen. Again, maybe it can (it seems possible), but probably wouldn’t (not likely). Really, it is your choice. The thing that people talk about as love is infatuation or the habit of loving.

So while you can be in love with two or more people, you have to choose NOT to be.

Relationships are not a game of tag.

I thought to write this as I was texting a beautiful friend this morning. She’d just gotten out of a relationship and it’s a little painful going through the weaning process sometimes, especially if you are doing it alone. But it’s fine and God knows what He is doing. That is either the person for her and they will get back together or he is not and there is someone else out there who is preparing to be her husband. How exciting!!!! We just have to trust in God’s timing. Waiting for His timing is waiting for His best for us. Awesome

That second to last thing kind of lacked relevance but it was on my mind. Also, the friends, I spoke of in the beginning often include myself 🙂 I know I haven’t gotten this waiting thing down yet but I am surely enjoying the journey with Jesus.