It's been such a long time since I've posted anything- a really long time.
Perhaps it's because life has been too busy, too changing, too inconsistent.
Perhaps I just haven't made the time.
Nonetheless, I feel as though I should reintroduce myself to the novelty that is blogging.
Though it may be a while until I have caught up on all that I need to say, I have to start somewhere...
So here I go.
Firstly, similar to the idea I just laid forth, I have often found myself at a place where I don't make time for the truly important things in life. I see my life becoming more and more cluttered with things that cause me stress and pull me away from the things I love and the things I desire most to pursue. School. College. Homework. It all tears me away from things that should be prioritized amongst said busy work.
God time. I know, that's a trite and cliche phrase, but it's been an area in which I had been lacking throughout this year. I so easily push Him aside, forget His omnipresence, and continue to seek things other than Him. It wasn't until just a few short months ago that I realized how incredibly simple it is to set aside even a small portion of time for God. If it means I pull my face away from my computer screen for a full 5, 15, 30 minutes more than usual, and instead absorb His word and bow my head in prayer, there is no excuse for me to not spend time with my Lord.
On top of this, I've found is so amazing to be able to just fill my free moments with prayer. Walking to and from classes and campuses, I just take my time to pray. I've also made an effort to carry a Bible with me in my purse.
We carry our phones with us at all times- our mode of connecting with our friends and family.
But why is it so uncommon for us to carry our Bible with us- one mode of connecting with our God?!
Simplicity is sometimes so complicated to understand in our society- it's too crowded and cloudy.
Yet simplicity is something that we need to understand in order to prioritize our lives in a way that most glorifies God.
It's not that hard. In fact, it's quite simple. Simplicity is simple? Ha, yeah, who would've thought?
December 15, 2009
March 30, 2009
Bare
I wrote this poem for my AP Literature class and decided, to my surprise, that I actually quite like it.
This is a vilanelle about vulnerability and fragility: When you put your heart on the line, or act out of passion, just leaping into something without counting the cost, you must be exceedingly careful to avoid getting wounded. That passionate plundge leaves you exposed and vulnerable with your heart in the open and uncovered. The heart is indeed, such a fragile thing.
BARE
Step cautiously when soles are unclothed.
One foot at a time is preferred.
You cannot test the water with both.
The sticks and briers in the woody grove
Tear the soul’s flesh and leave it uncured.
Step cautiously when soles are unclothed.
Recurring prints I’ve come to loath.
Both feet remember those lessons learned.
So you cannot test the water with both.
Heart and sole make a fragile trove
And two feet mean for more wounds incurred.
Step cautiously when soles are unclothed.
Now to the edge of the miry cove,
Where the plunge is tempting and yet deferred-
You cannot test the water with both.
I danced on my toes but foolishly dove.
Now to be safe, I need heed this word:
Step cautiously when soles are unclothed
For you cannot test the water with both.
This is a vilanelle about vulnerability and fragility: When you put your heart on the line, or act out of passion, just leaping into something without counting the cost, you must be exceedingly careful to avoid getting wounded. That passionate plundge leaves you exposed and vulnerable with your heart in the open and uncovered. The heart is indeed, such a fragile thing.
BARE
Step cautiously when soles are unclothed.
One foot at a time is preferred.
You cannot test the water with both.
The sticks and briers in the woody grove
Tear the soul’s flesh and leave it uncured.
Step cautiously when soles are unclothed.
Recurring prints I’ve come to loath.
Both feet remember those lessons learned.
So you cannot test the water with both.
Heart and sole make a fragile trove
And two feet mean for more wounds incurred.
Step cautiously when soles are unclothed.
Now to the edge of the miry cove,
Where the plunge is tempting and yet deferred-
You cannot test the water with both.
I danced on my toes but foolishly dove.
Now to be safe, I need heed this word:
Step cautiously when soles are unclothed
For you cannot test the water with both.
March 9, 2009
Raise Your Hand
I find is strange but stunning the scene of a body of people raising their hands.
In most instances, raising a hand leads to someone pointing their finger at you, calling on you, and a response coming from your lips. Being called on- that's what it really is about. Raising your hand is a means of getting someone to call on you.
Yet, the funny thing about God is, He's called on us prior to our act of hand-raising. He always is calling on us- to speak to Him, cry to Him, sing to Him. No waving hands wildly or bouncing in your seat to get His attention. When we raise our hands, we are responding to His constant call. Raising hands is not a means of getting Him to call on you- It is you calling back to Him.
There's something about a body of people, all calling on Him, hands in the air, unashamed, that is so unmatched in beauty that you can either choose to look on in wonder or join in the glorious act.
Thanks be to God who calls on us before we raise our hands.
And Phil Wickham concerts ;)
In most instances, raising a hand leads to someone pointing their finger at you, calling on you, and a response coming from your lips. Being called on- that's what it really is about. Raising your hand is a means of getting someone to call on you.
Yet, the funny thing about God is, He's called on us prior to our act of hand-raising. He always is calling on us- to speak to Him, cry to Him, sing to Him. No waving hands wildly or bouncing in your seat to get His attention. When we raise our hands, we are responding to His constant call. Raising hands is not a means of getting Him to call on you- It is you calling back to Him.
There's something about a body of people, all calling on Him, hands in the air, unashamed, that is so unmatched in beauty that you can either choose to look on in wonder or join in the glorious act.
Thanks be to God who calls on us before we raise our hands.
And Phil Wickham concerts ;)
February 23, 2009
Newfound Growth
The last few weeks have been a time of contemplation and expansion. I have discovered things about myself, been challenged, and have redefined my thinking and the way I hold myself. It's not that I had some epiphany or a revelation, but more a steady flow of thoughts and events that all pointed toward the same concepts. I don't know if this is comprehensible without my divulging the intimate details of everything, but I hope it is at least somewhat understandable.
The realizations that I have come across have helped me to grow hugely in a small amount of time. I feel more confident, more ready to face the world, and more free to be truly myself without worry. Opposition is beginning to scare me less and less and is instead becoming something that I use to develop my own strength. Conflict has become less prominent. My compassion and sympathy are increasing. Depth of thought has nose-dived, which, in my regard, is a positive thing. Acceptance of myself is greater than ever before, reflecting in my acceptance of others as well. I've learned to brush of the negative judgement of others and soak in the valued traits and qualities that I have proved to possess. It's all because of a change in thinking. These thoughts that slowly crept in continued to circle my mind until I finally believed them.
I feel like I need to go off on some further tangent similar to that of Thoreau, but I think that this quote will suffice:
"As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives."
The realizations that I have come across have helped me to grow hugely in a small amount of time. I feel more confident, more ready to face the world, and more free to be truly myself without worry. Opposition is beginning to scare me less and less and is instead becoming something that I use to develop my own strength. Conflict has become less prominent. My compassion and sympathy are increasing. Depth of thought has nose-dived, which, in my regard, is a positive thing. Acceptance of myself is greater than ever before, reflecting in my acceptance of others as well. I've learned to brush of the negative judgement of others and soak in the valued traits and qualities that I have proved to possess. It's all because of a change in thinking. These thoughts that slowly crept in continued to circle my mind until I finally believed them.
I feel like I need to go off on some further tangent similar to that of Thoreau, but I think that this quote will suffice:
"As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives."
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