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01.04.15

Dear Lord,

Thank you for bringing us through and into another year! As we continue to journey on, help us to live slowly enough to experience life. Give us longevity in this year, oh Lord. As we resolve to be better people, to learn more and to grow, give us the strength to endure challenges, confidence to work through them, and courage throughout the process. Help us to have wisdom and spirits of discernment that we may follow only the path that you have designed for us. Even as we pray, let us to be thankful. We don’t want only to ask for things, but to work toward them as well, so long as the work is pleasing unto you. It is so easy to become overwhelmed with goals and changes we desire to accomplish; give us peace; allow us to be mindful of our strides that we set attainable goals. Show us our supporters, too, Lord, that we may not always journey alone. Allow us to support those around us, to uplift and encourage, to be light in a sometimes dark world, to shake salt on the unseasoned in Christ.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen. ❤

Merry Christmas!

Hi guys!!! Okay. So, I want to apologize, not for the things I have been doing, but for those I have not. I committed myself to writing here regularly, but for the past week and some change, I have not… But I will say that the time “off” has been nourishing.

First and foremost, I was able to think, reflect, and write… A LOT! So I have tons to share.

Possibly more valuably, however, I was truly able to live ‘In The Moment(s)’… I spent time with my church, hung out with several friends, celebrated some birthdays, babysat, danced, and celebrated Christmas with family… Including special experiential gifts with my two first loves! 👪

Living in the moment, for me, is not just about saying I’ve done something, but truly experiencing it. I have realized that I actually have to slow down to engage with the world around me. “What memory can I have of something if I never spend time with it?” I ask myself.

I took my mother to Chicago on 12.26.14. The “purpose” of the trip was to attend The Joffrey Ballet’s presentation of The Nutcracker. This may have been the first time I’ve ever sat in a production where (besides the on stage happenings) I could have heard a pin drop in a large auditorium! What I loved about this was that it demanded focus on the stage; I lived in every moment of it! Understated, it was amazing! My mother also enjoyed it as much as I, if not more, and it was priceless to see her smile. Now, while the ballet was the “purpose”, we also wanted to experience the Windy City! So we did, by foot; and though we traveled fast as we walked, we stopped everywhere we wished to take in all of the city’s offerings that we had time for. The Art Institvte (huge!!!) was our first stop, we also found our way to the Skydeck @ Willis Tower, ‘The Bean’ & other things at Millennium Park, Navy Pier, and United Center… to name a few.

After we flew back, I had to settle myself enough to regain energy so that I could take my father to the Dallas Cowboys game, 12.28.14! We played against the Redskins @ FedEx Field. While it seems a little less extravagant, the same sentiment is shared. My father and I bond greatly over sports; his interests have strongly influenced mine! America’s Team has been having a great season (especially on the road), and it’s been good to be a fan this year! 🙂 Needless to say, the experience was unparalleled… Laughing and cheering with daddy, alongside a slew of other fans… We were even able to find pleasure in the four miles of walking that day, rain & shine!

Now I know, Christmas isn’t about gifts or trees, it’s about celebrating the birth of Jesus! I did that too! And in short here, I’d like to share what giving means for me… Jesus was the ultimate sacrifice, he gave freely his life for us, that we may have eternal life through him, that we may not “suffer” (so to speak) for our sinful ways. He has paid the debt for our consistent shortcomings. “God is love”… In giving, I am not trying to buy tighter knit familial ties or closer relationships with friends; as I give, I always hope that it is an expression that I have paid attention to those around me, that I understand (or seek to understand) what is of value to them, that I care, that I share, and most of all, that I love them enough to contribute to their happiness even when they are full with joy.

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Fall.

Fall:

1. to drop or descend under force of gravity, as to a LOWER place through LACK of support.

2.to become less or lower in degree, amount, quality, value, number, etc. to decline.

3.to succumb to attack

4.to succumb to temptation or sin, especially becoming unchaste to one’s innocence.

 
These are just four of numerous definitions that basically say the same thing, only one of which reads that a fall may be voluntary…. But let me be the first to say I ain’t tryna fall in love, no more. I did it before, have you? Tell me what’s good about falling? I mean, the fall itself typically hurts, half the time your knees hurt when you stand back up, everyone around laughs and you’re embarrassed after the fact… but most importantly is the lesson: you are extremely careful when faced with similar circumstances.

I can’t tell you all that’s right in love, but i CAN tell you a lot about what it isn’t, and my experience with such.

Have you ever been infatuated with something or someone so much that you engulfed yourself in it/them?… That EVERYTHING else took a back seat, even you? I have, and I came to believe that behavior was love, as verb. Have you ever looked back on such a situation and truly evaluated it? VERB was a proper adjective, but it wasn’t describing love in my life. My definition of love changed probably every day. In the beginning, it was the friendship, that’s why I loved… somewhere way too soon (because I’ve learned and accept now that any time before marriage is) it was also equivalent, no, too relative to sex … and then it was the experience that came along with it… laughing at different things and sharing our opinions…

  • but then we had to agree on everything, because autonomy and love couldn’t coexist… that was probably my fault, because when someone cheats on you, you l o s e respect for his|her behavior when it gains acquaintance with autonomy. But then you forgive because people make mistakes, and forgiveness obviously means you pretend it never happened and can’t expect change -EVERYONE KNOWS THAT. But then they cheats again, and again, and s|he be[lie]ve[s]. Actually, s|he doesn’t –

But that verb. So now love means acceptance, because if you didn’t nag about the past, these things wouldn’t happen to you. And so you know it’s all wrong, but you believe in the first date, not reality, and you believe that because you’ve given everything there was to give,

  • [because the gift exchanges made “love” more bearable too] –

 
money, clothes, all your time, AND ALL THAT WAS PURE ABOUT YOU, you don’t deserve anything better. Have you ever? Have you ever looked back on such a situation and truly evaluated it? Have you recognized that your definition of love had fallen from it’s intent, as God shows it with

                                                         SACRIFICE |&| BEAUTY

                                                                                                          juxtaposed in perfect harmony

descent,
attack,
failure,
depression,
unchaste. . .

I can tell you everything it ain’t. I can also tell you a little about what love’s supposed to be.

If God IS love, then shouldn’t it be unconditional? And more than anything, shouldn’t he lie in between, above and all around it?

[There’s something that taught us that falling in love was romantic… but if I can be honest,

I just want to walk into loves arm, read to it and have it read to me, look it in its eyes and see God’s plan for me and love, in reality. And when it holds my hand, they shall mold one in another, forever, never to let go of its own or my dreams, passion, or individuality, because together, we encourage one another, inspire higher, and choose to love as the Lord has commanded us: me & love.]

So if love’s a verb, is its definition to be static? Is it the word that’s a verb, or the expression of it? I can’t tell you everything it is… but I can tell you that your actions must show love, even if they aren’t always enabling or supporting something. Love, too, is a choice. So, when it matters – you know, when you and someone else have decided to love each other in the covenant of marriage, for a lifetime – you won’t agree on everything, you may be very angry, you will make mistakes, but you have to choose to love, in spite of. And as for me, I’ll try not falling into anything, though if I do, I trust that love will catch me, and pick us up again. I will wake grab love’s hand; I will encourage and support his dreams; I will be an ear to listen, a heart to love, and a mouth to speak when necessary. After I’ve smiled as love enters our home each night, I will walk into loves arms, I’ll tell love something special, I’ll ask how things had gone that day, and I’ll bask in all that makes us different, because a million of the exact same puzzle pieces makes for one dull picture. And as love and I lay, we shall never forget to pray. I’m more than sure that each of our next days will prosper this way.

Romans 8:37-39; 1 Corinthians 13; tons! lol