I'm fine.
inhale.
exhale.
repeat.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
I have nothing insightful or encouraging to say. just complaints. so feel free to skip through this and move on with your life.
I know God has a plan for me and I know that it is bigger and better than anything I could plan. but my one problem with His plan is that I can't seem to accept it. I am sure it's what is right but I'm like a child who just can't see past what she wants at that moment.
I want answers. I want to hear His voice, I want to feel Him with me guiding me through everything. there is purpose for the silence and there is a reason for all of it but for some reason knowing that is just not good enough for me. and realizing this makes me feel even worse, I am lost and broken and there is nothing I can do but be still and wait.
I'm trying. not too successfully, but I'm trying.
I know I am put in this place for a reason, but why? I found myself asking Him that today. why here? I want to escape. I feel trapped. I want out. but I can't. not for a long time.
I'm surviving. this life is not about me.
I know God has a plan for me and I know that it is bigger and better than anything I could plan. but my one problem with His plan is that I can't seem to accept it. I am sure it's what is right but I'm like a child who just can't see past what she wants at that moment.
I want answers. I want to hear His voice, I want to feel Him with me guiding me through everything. there is purpose for the silence and there is a reason for all of it but for some reason knowing that is just not good enough for me. and realizing this makes me feel even worse, I am lost and broken and there is nothing I can do but be still and wait.
I'm trying. not too successfully, but I'm trying.
I know I am put in this place for a reason, but why? I found myself asking Him that today. why here? I want to escape. I feel trapped. I want out. but I can't. not for a long time.
I'm surviving. this life is not about me.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
the little things.
- smiling at strangers-they almost always smile back. for all you know, that could be the first time they've smiled all day.
- sharp pencils.
- green grass.
- hand-written letters.
- when someone says "you made my day."-it makes my day.
- that moment when you realize it's friday.-then the tacky song pops into your head, just admit it.
- last-minute plans that end up being some of your favorite memories.
- when someone cute calls you cute.
- doing things you used to do as a kid.
- songs you can relate to.
- when you finally understand something.
- going places with your best friend.
- successful photoshoots-they can make or beak my day.
- when he messages your first.-when you read that, what was the first name that popped into your head?
- realizing you had nothing to worry about.
- when little kids look up to you.
- cherry coke from sonic.
- the smell of cookies.
- chipped nail polish.
- feeling pretty - a rare, but amazing feeling.
- fashion magazines.
- beautiful photographs - I could look through them for hours.
- using big words.
- the color blue.
- being impulsive. - most of the time, at least.
- dresses.
- being told that you inspire someone.
- when people go out of their way to be kind.
- talking to people about things they are passionate about.
- books that you can't put down.
- hearing your favorite song on the radio.
- talking to strangers.
- being there for someone.
- good hair days.
- randomly remembering something that makes you smile.
- meeting new people.
- being home alone.
- wearing your favorite outfit.
- learning new words.
- new clothes.
- falling in love with a song and never getting tired of it.
- timeless inside jokes.
- curly hair.
- people with beautiful eyes.
- one on one conversations.
- good listeners.
- laughing till you cry.
- talking to someone you trust.
- looking at old pictures.
- when your favorite show is on.
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