Murder, we have

No sane person  would actually admit to committing murder. Of course not! It's inhumane, it's illegal, and it's downright ugly. But I want to talk about a different kind of murder. When we sin, we murder. We murder ourselves with lies that we aren't good enough for God to love. We murder each other with our words, our actions, and our greed. We even murder our bodies into starvation, exhaustion, impatience, and thought. So my question is- how do we stop murder and start living?

I am blessed!!!

I am blessed by too many things to count. Fun nights out (like B-Dubs with old and new friends) long chats with friends, being able to give, being complimented by a 6 year old, free stuff!, laughter.    :)

Wow, God, You are an Incredible Creator!

Today in my developmental psychology class we were learning about conception and growth of a newborn. The whole process is fascinating. If god doesn't exist, how can he take something so small and make it so complex and fragile, but to grow strong and unique in such short time? Our fingerprints, our heartbeats, our sex can be detected so early. Even hours after conception, cells divide. Hours! Not days or weeks or months. I got to thinking about how much I favor pro-life. I think about all the people who support abortion and the so called "morning after pill"and it breaks me apart. How can anyone disturb something so alive? How can anyone call the creation of new life a mistake?-like throwing out a batch of bad cookies. Someday when I get to Heaven, I'll get to see those millions of faces. But for now, I wish I could see them alive and changing the world.

First Day Flutters and Changing of Seasons

Well, the first day of my junior year in college is almost over. I'm sitting here wanting to get up and pace again but I shall refrain. See, my life is seemingly simpler this time around. My classes are interesting, my townhouse is great, and I'm being told I'm not so shy anymore. I'm tired though. I can't go to sleep because I have a hall meeting at 9:30. It's like my day doesn't end, but I'm not angry about it like I would've been in the past. Today, nothing has worked in my favor. My door key wouldn't work, the whole campus is sold out of day planners, and I had to watch a depressing movie in class. Yet, I have peace that I would never be able to obtain on my own. Last year on this day I started crying and didn't stop. I keep telling myself that despite bad events of the past, I can start new. I will be okay, and I will have peace no matter what because my God is faithful.

I don't like falling off my high horse...

August has not been a good month for me. Period. At all. On the 7th I had all 4 wisdom teeth taken out and that started the worst week of pain and sickness I've ever felt. (And as I write this I still have the stitches in the back of my mouth that have not fallen out yet. Then I went back to work ready to start new, but I just kept getting myself into conflict. It's not that I meant to cause drama, but it seems to be following me. I'm trying to humble myself from being "oh so perfect" but it hurts a lot. I'm counting down the days until I can be back at school and start new there, working hard in school and having a great year (as opposed to the last two which didn't go so well academically, physically or mentally) I have a lot of big decisions to make soon.
What this summer has taught me:
I am right
I am wrong
I should be more social
I should be less sensitive
Be careful what you ask God for

I asked God for wisdom to be influential. I wanted to be great, like Mordecai, Esther, Solomon and David.  All I got was the black sheep title. But tis life, right?

A Great Day

My day was just wonderful. One of those rare days were so many things happen yet you never notice and just soak up the moments. Today was my day off work (I am only off Sundays) My Dad had to work so we missed church and slept in. (8:30 for me, it was just lovely!) I watched some Olympics and cut some coupons while my Mom made waffles. She left for the store and brought home chicken and mac and cheese. Then I went with my cousins Lindsay and Esther to Gabe's and got some clothes for super cheap! We went to L&E's church for a Hymn Sing and it was fantastic-God was so there! We even went over usual time, just singing. Then we took the singing outside and included hotdogs and smores while my Uncle Scott played his guitar around the fire. Once it started getting dark, Lindsay and I watched 4 Weddings on Hulu until I went home and played Sims 2 (which I am proud to say that my neighborhood has the complete Duggar and Kardashian families.) :P Today was just awesome. I was going to blog about the Olympics, but I will save that for a future post, and leave you with this. Reach for God in your life all the time in simple ways and He will be known to you :) Night!

Things I Hate the Most/ Living in the moment

Things I hate the most:

Smoking-it's disgusting, pollutes the air and kills people even if they don't smoke themselves

Not recycling-We've found a way to take better care of our earth, so why not do it?

Laziness- Who doesn't get satisfaction from earning money? Why make it harder on everyone else? Get off your hind end!

A dirty vehicle- they need  to make hand vacs more convenient

selfishness- we all live together, we all work together and for each other

Okay, so now that the rant is over. Here's what's been on my mind this summer. 

 Living in the Moment

A lot of times I tell myself how miserable of a life I have. The government makes it incredibly difficult for me to go to school, pay bills, and earn money to go to school and get a "good job". I'm sure most twenty-somethings my age feel the same way. I wish there was a better way. I wish I could be older, smarter, and more independent. I could have my own place, choose my own furnishings, and do whatever I want. (Okay that's a slight stretch for me, but for the rest of my generation it remains true) As Switchfoot likes to say

"I have no generation, show me my motivation"

But it's absolutely true in all cases. We have EVERYTHING we need, nothing we want, and we still want more. Our time as young adults is seen as nothing important. Our lives are pretty pathetic. But this fourth of July I really started thinking. Independence day isn't only about our freedom to live in the United States. We have been blessed to even be born here. To go to school, to live in a house, to walk down the street in sunglasses and jeans. Our brothers aren't sent to war at age 11. We think puberty is the hardest part about growing up, but we are ignorant to remember that in our world, girls are sold into prostitution and married at 7 years old. We can go into a mall and see dozens of items, for us to choose. We don't have to make shoes, shirts, or jewelry. we just shell out money and take them home, and demand more. 

It's hard seeing our nation grieve. I can't imagine how I would feel if I wasn't a Christian and knew these cruelties. I try to be content living at home during the summer, working for slightly above minimum wage in the heat everyday. I am trying to be content being single, in college, and in debt. I always think about the future and what God wants me to do with my life. Right now, it's a question mark, but it's not a period. Let's start living life with commas and exclamation marks.