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Sunday, July 18, 2010

Things I miss....


I miss playing with teeny tiny baby frogs, dressing up in my grandma's clothes, making freshly made homemade french fries with my mom at 11pm, eating ice cold watermelon on a hot sunny day and flicking the seeds at each other. I miss jelly shoes, jelly bracelets and being able to eat jelly doughnuts without consequences :) I miss sneaking into my parents closet and finding all my christmas gifts. I miss my mamaw's smile. I miss being carefree. I miss middle school and going over to my friends house to listen to Prince and Madonna.
I miss dressing up like my idol Cyndi Lauper and not caring what anyone thought about my orange hair or my super poofy tulle skirt! I love Levi’s, Converse, Vans, sunglasses, funky shoes, hair colors, nail polish, pens, pencils and BOOKS and paint!

It’s funny how times change and rearrange and then things that once were come back again.

What do you miss?

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Tangled up with Christ

I keep having this one thing happening over and over again.
Some may think it's pretty silly actually, but it made me think of something.
I wear a cross around my neck, with JESUS spelled out on it. Everything I bathe, I get my washcloth or scrubby all tangled up in it. And that's all fine and good, but when I try to get it loose from my cross, it tears the mesh in the scrubby, eventually it will leave a big hole.
In living your life without Jesus Christ, life seems tattered and torn, hard to live, without hope, without conviction, without direction.
With Jesus being tangled up in our lives, we don't forget him or try to live by own standards. We strive to live the way God would have us to live, becoming more Christlike. He's there, always present and always remembered, always in the forefront of our minds. We know whom we belong to. Remembering the sacrifice He made for us. He can be entwined in every situation, every thought, every action - if you let him ......
....or you can yank him right off your scrubby, and forget about Him,
leaving a big gaping hole in your scrubby.
Thanks for reading my thoughts. Have a God blessed day.