i think Jesus would rather reign in a wild stallion than kick a dead horse any day.
-lysa terkeurst

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

sausage??

during "doppleganger" week on facebook, i was very frustrated to find that i do not resemble any celebrity. much to my dismay, my friends favor stars such as kiersten dunst, katherine heigl, and anne hathaway. me? well, i couldn't find a single one. i was bummed.

remember that phrase "be careful what you wish for?" yeah. friends, be careful what you wish for. within the past week three people have told me i look like colbie caillat. okay. i can handle that. i don't see it at all, but you decide for yourself:

like i said, i don't see it. at all. as in i think she's a million times prettier and more glamourous than i am. that said, at least this comparison can be taken as a compliment...

today a coworker told me that she realized who i remind her of - mannerisms, appearance, the whole kit-n-caboodle. would you like to know who that person is?

that's right. VIENNA. family and friends, if i resemble vienna sausage in any way, shape or form, consider this my most sincere and heart-felt apology.

Friday, March 5, 2010

a little self-discovery

she got her daddy's tongue and temper
sometimes her mouth could use a filter
god shook his head the day he built her
oh, but i bet he smiled
she loves and lives her life unruly
tears up that dirt road in a dualy
dangerous, absolutely
and in a little while
she'll be roundin' that corner on three wheels
ain't slowin' down
yellin' "come on, jump in"
always up to somethin'
crazy's got nothin' on her
she ain't right
-lee brice

here are some things i have learned about myself:
i am impatient.
i am moody.
i love hard.
i crave chocolate.
i am funny.
i crave affection.
i am a giver.
my mouth is out of control.
i am opinionated.
i am easy going.
i am sensitive.
i am sarcastic to fault.
i am tenderhearted.
i am determined.
i am quick to judge.
i am outgoing.
i need people - hate to be alone.
i am shy.
i like time to myself.
i am easily bored.
i cannot sit still.
i procrastinate.
i am unorganized.
i am messy.
i am passionate.
i am a free-spirit.
my mom say's i'm backwards.

i am really just a whole lot of contradictions. which is confusing, and makes me think there's something wrong with me. not really - i think maybe i'm just weird.

Friday, February 26, 2010

not too late by norah jones

tell me how you've been
tell me what you've seen
tell me that you'd like to see me too

cause my heart is full of no blood
my cup is full of no love
couldn't take another sip even if i wanted to

but it's not too late
it's not too late for love

my lungs are out of air
yours are holding smoke
and it's been like that for so long

i've seen people try to change
and i know it ain't easy
but nothing worth the time ever is

but it's not too late
its' not too late for love

Thursday, February 25, 2010

you gotta know when you've got a good thing

here are some thursday afternoon thoughts for you. they're pretty much just a bunch of different things that have happened or that i've been mulling over, so enjoy!

1. i love my brother. he's one of my best friends. lately we've been able to have a lot of really honest sister-brother conversations, because we're in similar situations. it's been really great to have him as a sounding board and friend, because he's really the only person who gets what i'm saying. we're so alike in a lot of ways, and i'm so thankful for him. he's such a "real" person - and i hate using that phrase - but it's true. we can kick back and drink a beer together (he likes yuengling, i'm a mich ultra girl), and talk about jesus the whole time. i love the authenticity that he brings to my life - and that i'm sure he brings to the lives of the people he's around. he's a laid back guy, who has a passion for the lord and his word - and it's so incredible to listen to him talk about the word. his theology is dead on, and he doesn't compromise. he's not into sugar coating, and he won't kiss up to anybody, bend on anything, or back down from what he believes. what a blessing to have him not only as a brother, but also as a best friend.

2. today i got a sweet surprise. i had a meeting in seneca this morning, and i had planned to meet gray for lunch real quick on my way back through town. when we got to groucho's we ended up running into neal (one of our mutual best friends from camden), turner, dustin, scott, and chris. then we saw sarah anne, bobby vine, justin lambert and a whole bunch of other fabulous clemson people. it made my heart so happy. lunch was delicious and hilarious and so refreshing. gray took me out to see the house he's moving into next year, and we got to have some good conversation while we were driving. what a bright spot on what could have been a long day. thank you, jesus!

3. it's weird when you've been out of touch with jesus for a few weeks - for whatever reason - that you feel like you can't get back in touch with him. when i haven't had a quiet time for a while or haven't really been talking to jesus very much, i feel like i can't because i'm already so far away that it'd just be ridiculous for me to try to talk to him. oh, my silly, human heart and mind. jesus would love nothing more than for me to come running - or walking or limping or crawling - back to him, to talk to him, to spend time with him. it doesn't matter what happened while i was away. he just wants me to come back. that should make me feel better, and it does in some ways, but mostly it just makes me ashamed and sad for running away in the first place.

4. it took two hours for me to clean my tiny, little house last night. what does that tell you about the state that my home was in? oh dear. it was dreadful. i was on my hands and knees with a sponge and bucket in true cinderella style scrubbing the bathroom floor. disgusting. but you burn a ton of calories cleaning, and now i could eat off of my floors (i wouldn't, but i could). and it smells delicious - like cinnamon and warmth and wonderfulness and pinesol and clorox. ahh i love a clean house.

5. there are a few moments in life when you realize that you are special. not like "i'm so great, look at me, look at me," but you really begin, for just a second, to understand just how intricate and unique and wonderfully beautiful and desirable and perfect you are to jesus. not your appearance, not you because you're you - but you catch a glimpse of who you are in jesus' eyes, and it will absolutely take your breath away.

6. i say all the time that i hate camden. the truth is, i love that place. my roots are there. i am blessed beyond belief to be able to say i grew up in camden. how many other people will randomly run into seven people they grew up with, have lunch, and laugh and talk like not a day has passed and still be great friends? that never happens to any of my friends that i met in college or post-college. granted, there is a certain amount of small-town drama that i wouldn't wish on osama bin laden, but the relationships - the support system - the people who love me and count me as their own child or sister or aunt - you wouldn't find that anywhere else but smalltown, usa.

7. most of you don't know this about me (and really, why am i sharing this with the world wide web?), but i am terrified of screwing up my life. i have this horrible fear that i'm going to make a bad decision, be outside of god's plan for my life, and destroy it beyond repair. this thought bothers me and nags at me and robs a lot of my joy. today i read this in my daily devotion from proverbs 31 ministries: "no matter what you decide to do, he will still take care of you, and he will still accomplish his plan for you." that bit of advice was taken from psalm 138:8, "yahweh will fulfill that which concerns me." that truth brings tears to my eyes. what a sweet savior. he will keep saving me.

8. knowing when to hold on and when to let go is tricky. i still don't know the answer.

9. sometimes you just need to drink sweet tea. especially when there's crushed ice involved. especially when it's from groucho's.

10. i don't have a number 10.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

now that i love you, i wish we'd never met

i've recently rediscovered my love for gavin degraw's music. listened to this song today and quickly became obsessed. enjoy the lyrics!

there's no need to beg, babe, that's my open pocket
you take the money from me, i can scrounge
gave me a fever that will not come down
you're a young woman cast aside
ostracized, left on the sidewalk of my lonely life

for the young lovers taking the hill
one plants the flag while the other is killed
when the wine pours we raise our cups
young love is sacrifice, young love is tough
young love is innocent, young love is us

what did i get into, now everything is untrue
your eyes tell the lies of the lines that you said
now that i love you, i wish we'd never met
why wait? woman, i'm taking risks here that no one dared
and you're scared - scared of the bottom, afraid of the stairs

for the young lovers taking the hill
one plants the flag while the other is killed
when the wine pours we raise our cups
young love is sacrifice, young love is tough
young love is innocent, young love is us

someone, i saw someone and fell in love with a face
and it scares me to let it go
still want her even though i get less than she takes
-young love

whoa.