Sunday, August 29, 2010
Joe and Stella
There's a storm coming up
And I gotta prepare myself
'Cause this feeling is getting stronger everyday
Something's creeping inside
Everything is about to change
Gotta face the fact that I can't walk away
This is critical, I'm feeling helpless
So hysterical, this can't be healthy
I can't eat or sleep when you're not with me
Baby, you're the air I breathe
This is critical, yeahh
So stuck on you
Used to have everything figured out
But it's different now
When you came, you saw
You conquered my heart
It's your laugh and your smile
Wanna stay for a little while
I don't wanna go
I just want you in my arms
This is critical, I'm feeling helpless
So hysterical, this can't be healthy
I can't eat or sleep when you're not with me
Baby, you're the air I breathe
This is critical, yeahh
So stuck on you
Used to run and hide
Used to bend our love
But I can't escape this time,
Ohnooo...
This is critical, I'm feeling helpless
So hysterical, this can't be healthy
I can't eat or sleep when you're not with me
Baby, you're the air I breathe
This is critical, yeahh
Baby, it's so critical
Baby, it's so critical
It's so critical
So stuck on you
-Nick Jonas
And I do wish Joe and Stella would get together. ;)
Saturday, August 21, 2010
K.I.S.S it
Why do we make the simple things a bigger deal rather than taking it at its value?
For example, a "diet" should be eat when you're hungry, and stop when you are not hungry. Simple right? But we make it such a bigger deal. . . snacking all day and eating because you feel like you have to. And then you look in the mirror and decide that you eat too much and go on a diet that causes you to take out all of your favorite fattening foods, which in turn causes you to miss them and crave them so much that your diet has produced the opposite effect: splurging and overeating.
So, my point is, don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Keep it simple stupid (KISS it). And really, don't let the simple things take over your life. Not worth the stress we make it out to be.
PS:, I'm firing my brain on Saturdays.
For example, a "diet" should be eat when you're hungry, and stop when you are not hungry. Simple right? But we make it such a bigger deal. . . snacking all day and eating because you feel like you have to. And then you look in the mirror and decide that you eat too much and go on a diet that causes you to take out all of your favorite fattening foods, which in turn causes you to miss them and crave them so much that your diet has produced the opposite effect: splurging and overeating.
So, my point is, don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Keep it simple stupid (KISS it). And really, don't let the simple things take over your life. Not worth the stress we make it out to be.
PS:, I'm firing my brain on Saturdays.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
You're Not Who I Thought You Were
I’m going to ramble at first, because it gets everything out that I want to say and then makes sense of it later . . . sometimes.
Talk, wish, comfort, love, and change:
[5 topics that take a lot of considerations. . . however, when you’re in my head, its like I think about them often and almost always in the same way. For example, I think about how much I talk and always say too much and that sometimes I definitely stick my foot in my mouth, which leads me to thinking that maybe I could find a shooting star, because they always feel like encouragement to me, and then I think about how much I fell into love watching those beautiful stars and argue with myself about it because I messed it up, then I think about how I get too comfortable with where I am and how I am okay with my life, and think about how much I shouldn’t be comfortable with my life and that I am supposed to be in Gods word so that I am growing and changing and developing a deeper understanding of what my purpose is for my life. . . which then I ask questions to fix it or change it, and talk to this crazy guy I am [infatuated] with . . . which in turn I talk too much, and you get the idea.]
Let me break it down:
I talk a lot. I have this disease, its called “open mouth, insert foot”. . . which means when I do talk, I actually say too much and then mess up what I originally was trying to say. . .which is never fun. And I definitely try to change that as much as I can, which in the end, leads me to keeping everything in . . . . So it’s just this unending cycle of things to say. I asked a friend why he is able to stay so quiet and just doesn’t talk so much, and he said he didn’t say much anyway. .. Which makes me wonder, is it better to stay quiet and not say anything? Or to talk a lot and regret what you say later? Well, of course the obvious answer is to create a balance . . . which is definitely possible, just never fun! I think that if I am able to use that “trap door” that tells you what to say out loud after you said it in your head; it would create a better balance, and certainly allow the avoiding of the “open mouth- insert foot” disease.
I loved wishing on stars . . . well I still love wishing on stars. My favorite thing about Caswell was that I could lie on the forts and see all of the stars in the sky. It was not only a reminder of how great our Maker is, but also a feeling of happiness that comes from just relaxing watching them. I also love seeing shooting stars, and even though it’s silly to wish on them, it still gives a little excitement to wish on a star and only hope for it to come true. A lot of my wishes have come true, even though I can’t give credit to the stars, but only to the one who created them. [One of my favorite 1vs1000 memories]
I’ve talked a lot about being comfortable and asked a few friends about what it means to be comfortable, and how do you get out of the comfortableness of everyday life. I say this in reference to sins and how I can get so comfortable with my sin that it no longer feels like I am sinning. For example, someone can get so caught up in lies that they no longer recognize they are lying. Say I get so used to telling everyone something that it convinces me to think that I am good at it. It’s like lying becomes convincing, until you recognize that it was originally a lie. It makes you a liar. My point is that sometimes we need to recognize when we are getting comfortable in our sin, but now it’s a persistent action that feels like it belongs in our life, when really, it’s not what we were created to be. We are created to be images of our Maker. When we give in to sin and what we know is not according to God’s plan for our lives, it makes us less of an image. It’s funny too, because it is not our job to point out other people’s choices for their lives. I can’t tell you when I think you are wrong, and I have no right to. I am only the judge of my own life. I just urge you to find out and search your heart to see if you have become comfortable . . . not to become unhappy, but to be changed.
Love isn’t something I am good at, or even able to share much about . . . however, I can tell you that I did find out that a friend of mine looks to examples of love and what it is, and as I do the same, I hope to find it for me some day.
Anyway, I have had a lot on my mind and on my heart . . . oh, and change is always inevitable. Just gotta wait for the right timing. [You’ll know]
Fabulous.
Talk, wish, comfort, love, and change:
[5 topics that take a lot of considerations. . . however, when you’re in my head, its like I think about them often and almost always in the same way. For example, I think about how much I talk and always say too much and that sometimes I definitely stick my foot in my mouth, which leads me to thinking that maybe I could find a shooting star, because they always feel like encouragement to me, and then I think about how much I fell into love watching those beautiful stars and argue with myself about it because I messed it up, then I think about how I get too comfortable with where I am and how I am okay with my life, and think about how much I shouldn’t be comfortable with my life and that I am supposed to be in Gods word so that I am growing and changing and developing a deeper understanding of what my purpose is for my life. . . which then I ask questions to fix it or change it, and talk to this crazy guy I am [infatuated] with . . . which in turn I talk too much, and you get the idea.]
Let me break it down:
I talk a lot. I have this disease, its called “open mouth, insert foot”. . . which means when I do talk, I actually say too much and then mess up what I originally was trying to say. . .which is never fun. And I definitely try to change that as much as I can, which in the end, leads me to keeping everything in . . . . So it’s just this unending cycle of things to say. I asked a friend why he is able to stay so quiet and just doesn’t talk so much, and he said he didn’t say much anyway. .. Which makes me wonder, is it better to stay quiet and not say anything? Or to talk a lot and regret what you say later? Well, of course the obvious answer is to create a balance . . . which is definitely possible, just never fun! I think that if I am able to use that “trap door” that tells you what to say out loud after you said it in your head; it would create a better balance, and certainly allow the avoiding of the “open mouth- insert foot” disease.
I loved wishing on stars . . . well I still love wishing on stars. My favorite thing about Caswell was that I could lie on the forts and see all of the stars in the sky. It was not only a reminder of how great our Maker is, but also a feeling of happiness that comes from just relaxing watching them. I also love seeing shooting stars, and even though it’s silly to wish on them, it still gives a little excitement to wish on a star and only hope for it to come true. A lot of my wishes have come true, even though I can’t give credit to the stars, but only to the one who created them. [One of my favorite 1vs1000 memories]
I’ve talked a lot about being comfortable and asked a few friends about what it means to be comfortable, and how do you get out of the comfortableness of everyday life. I say this in reference to sins and how I can get so comfortable with my sin that it no longer feels like I am sinning. For example, someone can get so caught up in lies that they no longer recognize they are lying. Say I get so used to telling everyone something that it convinces me to think that I am good at it. It’s like lying becomes convincing, until you recognize that it was originally a lie. It makes you a liar. My point is that sometimes we need to recognize when we are getting comfortable in our sin, but now it’s a persistent action that feels like it belongs in our life, when really, it’s not what we were created to be. We are created to be images of our Maker. When we give in to sin and what we know is not according to God’s plan for our lives, it makes us less of an image. It’s funny too, because it is not our job to point out other people’s choices for their lives. I can’t tell you when I think you are wrong, and I have no right to. I am only the judge of my own life. I just urge you to find out and search your heart to see if you have become comfortable . . . not to become unhappy, but to be changed.
Love isn’t something I am good at, or even able to share much about . . . however, I can tell you that I did find out that a friend of mine looks to examples of love and what it is, and as I do the same, I hope to find it for me some day.
Anyway, I have had a lot on my mind and on my heart . . . oh, and change is always inevitable. Just gotta wait for the right timing. [You’ll know]
Fabulous.
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