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THUNDER STORM!!!

15 Jul

Opening up my little sisters window


It’s raining outside,
And by “raining,” I mean it’s pouring so hard that streets outside have turned into rivers, the roof edges into waterfalls, and the sheets of water turn the air white and if I were driving, I wouldn’t be able to see much more than about five feet in front of me. There’s probably, most definitely, severe thunderstorm alerts on the TV and radio (which nobody really pays any attention to) and there may or may not be tornado warnings and watches in that mix.

Welcome to Floridian Summertime.

It’ll be hot, muggy and unbearable without the shelter of a/c, and then somewhere around mid afternoon/early evening, it’ll change almost instantly to windy torrents of showers and you never really know how long it’ll last before nature clears up again and acts like nothing happened; kind of like a toddler who snaps right out of their tantrum after getting what they want. This is why a seasoned Floridian always carries an umbrella during summertime; if not in their car, in their purse, or on their person. It’s why you walk into Target and the umbrella display is smack-dab in the middle of the entryway through the front doors.

Being my day off, today was the day I had planned to get my grocery running done, and perhaps, if there was a friend free (which no one seems to be :( ), go on an adventure, but alas, the thunder shaking the house and the tempestuous conditions outdoors make me hesitant to venture anywhere outside this house. Therefore, I’m doing some catch up on writing, blogging (you’re welcome, faithful followers), since I’ve been MIA in wordpress land, and maybe I’ll get to catch up with some friends long distance.

I can also enjoy the fact that now is the perfect opportunity for me to wear my fuzzy pants.

{I’ll insert a photo of those here}

I’d much rather be spending weather like this indoors with good company, but I’m going to look at this solitude as an opportunity for the things that have been pushed to the side in my eagerness to stay busy outside of a currently empty house. In the future I’ll have to plan ahead for an afternoon of board games or something.

What do you do on rainy days? Do you like to spend them by yourself or with friends? What are your favorite ways to pass the time when the weather has you stuck indoors?

First solarium!

5 Jun

Today ill just post a doodle of mine I did last week that illustrates something I’m learning, and then ill write the full post later.

Broken Perception

Who or what do I look to to define myself?


In the meantime, here is a couple of questions to ponder: What makes you valuable? Where did you draw from to reach that conclusion?

Living and Loving “Real” Well (the short version)

3 May

I was asked a few days ago how I wanted to be remembered when I’m gone. I answered, “Someone who lives and loves authentically, who shares her life with others.”

If I don’t do this I cannot leave this legacy.

It’s not even about what people remember about me, if I’m honest, it’s what I know I’ll leave behind. The truth that doesn’t change.
Thus, my actions need to be that.
That may mean I’m going to be honest about things that people will judge me for and decide they don’t like me, but at the end of the day, who’s love do I most strive for?

I hope and I pray that the answer will always be Christ. He has promised to be my portion foremost and all the rest, all the fluffy little extras and relationships that make my life extra blessed will follow.

If they don’t love me in my mess, and except me when I’m broken, and forgive me when I make mistakes, then how is their companionship building in my life?

That’s all. Just my thoughts for the day; something I’m learning.

God doesn’t write Disney stories.

6 Feb

–{I may expand on this in the future, but for now, here are my thoughts}–

His hurt, and His aren’t easy

and His are OH SO complicated we will never know all the details.

{Nor is any of those details ever forgotten by the Writer, nor is there ever apathy toward anything, or anyone at all}

And we can usually never EVER guess whats coming next.

And the impossible DOES happen

{the dead come back to life, and no, theres no, “well they weren’t really dead, they were just sleeping, or they were under a spell.” He’s raised people that were dead for days and their bodies ROTTING so much it smelled.}

And so in this, I’m glad, because as much as I hate it sometimes, and as much as being part of one of His stories hurts and is frustrating, I can know that indeed ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE.

Besides, all the twists and turns and unexpected in the end make my story more exciting. ♥

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