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I thought about posting for Thankful Thursday yesterday.  I really did.  A few times.  But once was in the shower and you can't very well write a blog post from the shower and I don't remember the other time.  So, better late than never, here is this week's Thankful Thursday Post. I'm thankful for the fact that I don't have to worry and am, in fact, told not to. Matthew 6:25-34 25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?     The topic of worrying has come up a few times in my life lately.    There was a quote on the top of the newspaper a few days ago that said ...

Last Post I did was called "12 Things" and I told you 12 things about myself under the explaination that part of the reason why was to understand a little more about me.  But while all those things I said may help you know my personality, they may not help you know my heart.  So here are a few other things that make me just a little more vulnerable- things that tell you more about who I have been and who I want to be and the things in between. _________________________________________________________________________________ 1. I have found I'm consistently not the best at showing my love for people around me.  It's not that I don't love the people around me- I sometimes just struggle to show it in the ways they are looking for. Sometimes the ways I show love and the way the people around me accept love, don't exactly line up.  And since it's a common theme, I know it's something that needs to be worked on on my end.  ...

This seems fun to do.  And in the interest of finding more out about who I am, I thought I'd do it. 12 things you may or may not know about me.  Here we go. 1. I am so happy it's Friday.  And not just any Friday.  MEMORIAL WEEKEND FRIDAY! That means swimming! (hopefully)  2. I love swimming.  3. I've never had surgery or been under anesthesia. 4.   Warm, cloudy, rainy-days-that-end-in-thunderstorms are my favorite kind. 5. Planting seeds and watching a plant grow over the course of time is exciting to me. 6.   I have naturally curly hair but nobody else in my immediate family does. 7. I like reading but it has to be the right book and I have to be in the right mood. Otherwise, it can take me a very looonnnggggg time to get through a book. One of my favorite parts about reading though, is finishing a book and adding it to my (I like calling it this because it seems ironic, but not in the literary sense of the word) "D...

While going through my blog roll, I was looking at the recent posts by different people.  One from a woman I don't know in real life who lives in Arkansas.  One from a childhood friend who has gone on to be a fashion model/blogger (WHAT?) who lives in Switzerland. And one from a former teacher and now friend who lives in California.  And that was just at the top of the page before scrolling down (not to mention all those blogs on the left).  And that's just the blogs I follow!  And that's just one form of creative outlet!   And it hit me.  I am so blessed  to know these people and be a part of this human race where every single person is unique and artistically made.  They're all so different!  T hey're all so intreguing!  They're all so intricate!  And they're all so real! Sometimes it gets really easy to look at society as a whole (especially from an educational standpoint) and see them as one co...

I decided that since I really like reading books and often am very appreciative of them (or at least parts of them) I'd start doing short book reviews of sorts.  Just some of my thoughts on my past literary consumptions.  So for starters, here's the latest of the books I've read: The Book : The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky Reason: I wanted to read the book before I saw the movie, it was short so it didn't seem like it would be too tough to do. Thoughts: I thought this book was pretty good.  I enjoyed getting a taste of a random someone's introspective thoughts, as if a stranger was opening up to me about anything and everything in life and how they felt about it.  It reminded me that people are unique and alike, all at the same time. I appreciate how the book isn't cliche.  It isn't a love story although it does contain love.  And even though it does contain love, it isn't the cliche love that se...

Today, I'm keeping it real simple and telling you that I am thankful for music.  I know there are a lot of people out there who really love music and are thankful with me for it.  Think about a world with no music!  Although it's not technically "vital" to life, it's arguable that life in the abstract sense would be much different without music.  So here are a few of my favorite songs as of lately.  What are yours? July- YOUTHLAGOON (the lyrics are good even if you can't understand them in the song)   Sleep Alone - Two Door Cinema Club       In a Cave - Tokyo Police Club

A lot comes with growing up.  One of those things is paying for stuff. Car insurance, gas, food, phone bills (I live with my parents and fortunately, they don't make me pay rent so that's one cost I haven't acquired).  Some other things you gain are responsibility, and with responsibility, accountability. It seems like a lot of these things are binding and a drag to have to be concerned about, but today I wanted to write about how along with a lot of these things, I've gained a lot of freedom that I'm thankful to have. I'm not writing this out of twenty-something angst so don't get me wrong. It's not like I was horribly mistreated or that my parents have just smothered me to practical death.  No, neither of those things have been the case in my life and I'm very thankful for that, too. But I'm thankful that now is the time when I can be my own person, not just so-and-so's daughter. I'm thankful that there really are so many limitless...

Last night, I was on my way to buffalo wild wings to meet my boyfriend for 60 cent wings.  I took a figurative look at myself and knew that I just wasn't joyful.  And I wanted to be.  So I asked God for joy. Meanwhile, from 92,960,000 miles away, the sun was setting in a beautiful manner. As the awareness of my numb and dull emotional state sunk in, I looked in the rearview mirror and saw a spot of rainbow in the clouds.  It wasn't raining and hadn't at all that day, but there was that rainbow, beautiful and reminding me that God keeps His promises. This reminded me that God is good and powerful. And I remembered that my joy does not have to do with anything seen.  Happiness might.  But joy is much bigger than that.  Joy has to do with the God that is still the same today as when He made a promise to Noah so many thousand years ago with a rainbow.  He gave me joy just from being reminded of who He is, and who I am to ...