"We are beautiful, no matter what they say. Words can't bring us down."
Yes, I believe 215% that everyone is beautiful. Fat/thin/short/tall/black/white/zit-faced/messy hair/perfect skin/blonde/brunette/red-head -- YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. No matter what anyone tells you, you were perfectly created by a God who doesn't make mistakes. Maybe you don't 'fit in' at your school or workplace. Maybe you aren't stereotypically gorgeous. But who defines pretty? Not me. Not the captain of the football team. Not your boss. Not the girl who sits next to you in math class. Not the kids whispering behind your back at the mall.
The whole 'words can't bring us down' thing is what really gets me. Whoever said 'sticks and stones can break my bones but words will never hurt me' is an idiot. Because words hurt. You can't tell me that there hasn't been a time when someone told you something that made you feel bad about yourself.
- You're ugly. - Looks like you could lose a few pounds. - Oh hey, zit face. - You're too fat. - Too skinny. - Too short. - Too weak. - Too not good enough. -
Insert whatever negative comment you've ever been told. Maybe you've heard it a few too many times. Words stick in your mind for hours, days, possibly even years. Even when you know it's not true...even when you know that they were just joking...just being a jerk...it becomes glued into your memory, and it hurts. For example, my senior year of high school: we were sitting around in spanish 9th period (yes, that's how vividly I remember this conversation) just chatting about anything that popped into our heads. Of course, we started talking about relationships and falling in love and typical teenage communication. In the middle of our conversation, my friend (who will remain nameless) suddenly says "yeah stefani, like anyone is ever going to like you enough to marry you."
ouch.
I know that he was just messing around. I believe 100 percent that God has created someone who is going to fall madly in love with me...and I with him. But on a rare occasion, when people start asking me too many questions about why I'm always single and if I'm ever going to date anyone, I think about it. That little voice in my head replays a three year old comment that is probably only remembered by me. "Like anyone is ever going to like you enough to marry you."
I'm not upset. I don't want your sympathy. I'm simply using this as an example of how the things that we say can have a much longer impact than we could ever imagine. Words are powerful, use them wisely.
Challenge: say something nice. To a friend, a family member, a stranger. It doesn't matter if you know them or not. I dare you to say something positive to one new person every single day. You could save their life. Or, at the very least, make them smile.
peaceandlove<3
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
10 random things.
1. I refuse to eat the ends of bananas. I don't know why, but the tips just weird me out and I can't make myself eat them.
2. Bargain shopping is one of my greatest talents. I consider it a gift from God.
3. Speaking of shopping, I am a self proclaimed shopaholic. Clearance signs give me instant butterflies. haha =)
4. I am terrified of disappointing people.
5. Boys who play guitar are automatically more attractive to me.
6. You've heard the phrase small town girl with extra large dreams? That's me in a nutshell.
7. Someday i'm going to move to California. No joke. I'm doing it.
8. I pray for my future husband daily. I don't know who he is, where he is, or when I will meet him...but I hope that he is happy and healthy and strengthening his relationship with God daily.
9. I break things. All the time. I'm like a natural disaster.
10. Once you hit the 50 mark, dresses become a sort of collection.
Well, that was fun! Maybe we'll do it again sometime. =)
peaceandlove<3
2. Bargain shopping is one of my greatest talents. I consider it a gift from God.
3. Speaking of shopping, I am a self proclaimed shopaholic. Clearance signs give me instant butterflies. haha =)
4. I am terrified of disappointing people.
5. Boys who play guitar are automatically more attractive to me.
6. You've heard the phrase small town girl with extra large dreams? That's me in a nutshell.
7. Someday i'm going to move to California. No joke. I'm doing it.
8. I pray for my future husband daily. I don't know who he is, where he is, or when I will meet him...but I hope that he is happy and healthy and strengthening his relationship with God daily.
9. I break things. All the time. I'm like a natural disaster.
10. Once you hit the 50 mark, dresses become a sort of collection.
Well, that was fun! Maybe we'll do it again sometime. =)
peaceandlove<3
Saturday, April 17, 2010
RMO
YOU HAD TO LEAVE SO QUICKLY
IT WAS YOUR TIME TO GO
GOD DIDN'T ASK OUR OPINION
WE WOULD HAVE TOLD HIM NO
YOU'RE A SON AND YOU'RE A BROTHER
A COUSIN AND A FRIEND
THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NO LONGER HERE
STILL ISN'T MAKING SENSE
WE ASK QUESTIONS WITH NO ANSWERS
MOST OF THEM START WITH WHY
AND LATE AT NIGHT WHEN THE WORLD'S ASLEEP
WE STAY UP AND CRY
YOUR DEATH HAS LEFT A HEARTACHE
THAT NOTHING CAN EVER HEAL
BUT YOUR LOVE HAS LEFT US MEMORIES
THAT NO ONE WILL EVER STEAL
GOD ALWAYS HAS A PURPOSE
I HOPE SOMEDAY WE'LL SEE
THERE MUST BE A LESSON TO BE LEARNED
FROM THIS AWFUL TRAGEDY
THEY SAY TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS
BUT NOT ALL SCARS WILL FADE
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TOMORROW BRINGS
BUT I'M MISSING YOU TODAY
Ryan, you are loved and missed. We'll see you again soon.
peaceandlove<3
IT WAS YOUR TIME TO GO
GOD DIDN'T ASK OUR OPINION
WE WOULD HAVE TOLD HIM NO
YOU'RE A SON AND YOU'RE A BROTHER
A COUSIN AND A FRIEND
THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NO LONGER HERE
STILL ISN'T MAKING SENSE
WE ASK QUESTIONS WITH NO ANSWERS
MOST OF THEM START WITH WHY
AND LATE AT NIGHT WHEN THE WORLD'S ASLEEP
WE STAY UP AND CRY
YOUR DEATH HAS LEFT A HEARTACHE
THAT NOTHING CAN EVER HEAL
BUT YOUR LOVE HAS LEFT US MEMORIES
THAT NO ONE WILL EVER STEAL
GOD ALWAYS HAS A PURPOSE
I HOPE SOMEDAY WE'LL SEE
THERE MUST BE A LESSON TO BE LEARNED
FROM THIS AWFUL TRAGEDY
THEY SAY TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS
BUT NOT ALL SCARS WILL FADE
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TOMORROW BRINGS
BUT I'M MISSING YOU TODAY
Ryan, you are loved and missed. We'll see you again soon.
peaceandlove<3
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
April 12, 2010 - may your soul rest in love and peace.
You know how sometimes certain events take awhile to actually hit you? It's like they happen, but you don't feel them right away. It doesn't effect you in the way that you think it should, because you haven't processed it yet. You haven't let it sink in. You haven't let your heart believe that it's the truth.
I am 5 feet, 4 inches of pure emotion. (God bless the man who ever decides to fall in love with me.) I feel everything in the most extreme ways. But when my grandma passed away on Monday, I didn't feel it. I said okay. Okay?! Why in the world would you ever respond to "Grandma passed away this afternoon" with a two-syllable word that you say dozens of times a day???!!
Because you don't want to accept it, that's why. Because I had people coming over for a jewelry party. Because I was going to play volleyball. Because I didn't want people to see that I was hurting and tell me that they were sorry. It's not like they killed my great-grandmother. It's not like apologies are going to bring her back. Sorry doesn't make it easy. Sorry doesn't make it okay. Sorry doesn't take away the hurt in my heart. Sorry makes me listen. Sorry punches me in the stomach. Sorry makes me cry.
I know that it's natural for people to say that they are sorry for your loss. Nobody knows what to say to someone who has experienced a death in their family. And nobody who has had a death in their family knows what they want to hear. So instead of telling me you are sorry for something that you didn't do: give me a hug, hang out with me, be my friend, say a prayer for my family, do something! But don't say anything. Because I'm a big ball of emotions, and I don't know how many tears I have left.
This week, hearts have been broken. Tears continue to fall. And angels are celebrating the homecoming of my great-grandmother, Dorothy Brandon. She is loved, she will be missed, and she will always be in our hearts. I know that she is in a better place, I just don't want to talk about it yet.
I love you, Grandma Joe. <3
After 97 years of blessing this earth, you deserve to go home.
peaceandlove<3
I am 5 feet, 4 inches of pure emotion. (God bless the man who ever decides to fall in love with me.) I feel everything in the most extreme ways. But when my grandma passed away on Monday, I didn't feel it. I said okay. Okay?! Why in the world would you ever respond to "Grandma passed away this afternoon" with a two-syllable word that you say dozens of times a day???!!
Because you don't want to accept it, that's why. Because I had people coming over for a jewelry party. Because I was going to play volleyball. Because I didn't want people to see that I was hurting and tell me that they were sorry. It's not like they killed my great-grandmother. It's not like apologies are going to bring her back. Sorry doesn't make it easy. Sorry doesn't make it okay. Sorry doesn't take away the hurt in my heart. Sorry makes me listen. Sorry punches me in the stomach. Sorry makes me cry.
I know that it's natural for people to say that they are sorry for your loss. Nobody knows what to say to someone who has experienced a death in their family. And nobody who has had a death in their family knows what they want to hear. So instead of telling me you are sorry for something that you didn't do: give me a hug, hang out with me, be my friend, say a prayer for my family, do something! But don't say anything. Because I'm a big ball of emotions, and I don't know how many tears I have left.
This week, hearts have been broken. Tears continue to fall. And angels are celebrating the homecoming of my great-grandmother, Dorothy Brandon. She is loved, she will be missed, and she will always be in our hearts. I know that she is in a better place, I just don't want to talk about it yet.
I love you, Grandma Joe. <3
After 97 years of blessing this earth, you deserve to go home.
peaceandlove<3
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Lady of Security
Girls are always chasing after boys. I know girls who are constantly in a relationship or looking for one because they don't know how to function without a boyfriend. This chapter of the book was a little bit slow for me, mostly because i've never really been one of those girls. Sure, I've had crushes on boys but I never do anything past the crushing. I don't chase boys. I'm just living my life, knowing that someday he's going to come find me. However, it would be unfair of me to not blog about this chapter, because it IS important. It's talking about security.
Many girls need a boyfriend because they need to feel secure. God created little girls with a need to be loved and taken care of. This role is initially taken on by a girl's earthly father -- who is supposed to be the closest form of our heavenly father's love that we have in our lives. I lucked out in this department. I have the greatest daddy in the whole entire world. I feel 100% loved and safe and happy in my home. My dad makes me feel like I am the most beautiful, wonderful princess that has ever walked this earth. I love him. But not all girls are as blessed as I am. Some girls don't have a fatherly love, so they spend all of their time looking for that security elsewhere. Boys cannot fill that void. Only God's love can give you the security that you need and desire.
We, as women, can only see men from an outward "today" perspective. God can see men from an inward "eternity" perspective. He knows exactly who they are and which one is right for us. He has the 'inside scoop' and can get us the BEST guy out there. But we can't get in the way. We can't start manipulating and maneuvering our way into a guy's life when we don't even know if he is right for us! "God can and will give you His best if you wait for it."
We need to be secure in God's love. Earthly love may come and go, but God's love NEVER fails. Spend time with Him. Love Him. He wants to love you and need you and take care of you. He wants you to need Him. He wants to make you feel safe. Rather than hunting for a husband, concentrate on letting the Father bring His perfect plan to you. He knows what He's doing.
God is in love with you. The sooner you accept it, the better.
peaceandlove<3
Many girls need a boyfriend because they need to feel secure. God created little girls with a need to be loved and taken care of. This role is initially taken on by a girl's earthly father -- who is supposed to be the closest form of our heavenly father's love that we have in our lives. I lucked out in this department. I have the greatest daddy in the whole entire world. I feel 100% loved and safe and happy in my home. My dad makes me feel like I am the most beautiful, wonderful princess that has ever walked this earth. I love him. But not all girls are as blessed as I am. Some girls don't have a fatherly love, so they spend all of their time looking for that security elsewhere. Boys cannot fill that void. Only God's love can give you the security that you need and desire.
We, as women, can only see men from an outward "today" perspective. God can see men from an inward "eternity" perspective. He knows exactly who they are and which one is right for us. He has the 'inside scoop' and can get us the BEST guy out there. But we can't get in the way. We can't start manipulating and maneuvering our way into a guy's life when we don't even know if he is right for us! "God can and will give you His best if you wait for it."
We need to be secure in God's love. Earthly love may come and go, but God's love NEVER fails. Spend time with Him. Love Him. He wants to love you and need you and take care of you. He wants you to need Him. He wants to make you feel safe. Rather than hunting for a husband, concentrate on letting the Father bring His perfect plan to you. He knows what He's doing.
God is in love with you. The sooner you accept it, the better.
peaceandlove<3
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