You’re Probably Not Really a Nice Guy (x)
What does it say about our culture that this needs to be repeated so often?
Amen to that. I get so TIRED of the guys who complain about being nice and getting nowhere. You shouldn’t be nice to someone to expect something from them. I’m not nice to my mom because I expect her to do something for me. I’m nice to her because I love her.
This is the happiest Christmas I can think of!
I love Owl City. I love this song. It’s uplifting and great :) It reminds me not to let things drag me down or weigh on my heart! Give it to God.
I have the hardest time letting go of injustices and also with trusting things to God to take care of. I feel like I can just “fix it” given enough time “I can make this problem all better!” things of the like. I honestly have to be reminded at times like this (and probably will many times after) that I can’t fix the world’s problems.
Giving it to God is wonderful. I feel free right now. It’s wonderful :) Not a few minutes ago I was pissed off, upset, teary, unhappy etc. God really works wonders.
I CAN’T make people do what I wish they would, I CAN’T fix their problems, I CAN’T readjust their attitudes, I CAN’T. This is the only time I think I can’t is ever acceptable. =)
I can control MY actions and just pray :) and even if I struggle with giving things to God, praying doesn’t EVER hurt. :)
“He led me around the house, stopping at each place where we had a ‘first’ or something significant in our relationship; where we ate our first lunch together, where he watched me play piano for the first time, where he told me how he felt, where we sat and watched fireworks and carnival lights, where we stood during our first fight, where he kissed me for the first time… He then stopped at the door to his room, looked down at me and opened it slowly. Inside, soft music was playing, the room lit only by candles - at least 15 of them. When I turned back to him, he held out this slip of paper.”
How adorable! ^-^
Ever felt like you don’t fit in to this world? Or that It’s so hard to fathom? This picture to me at least, captures that. The wonder of it all! The mind blowing part that kind of makes me feel better about it, is that I’ve not really ever felt like I belong… but the truth of it is… I actually don’t belong here. I truly don’t. A fact I forget quite often, more often than I should… I’ve felt like an outsider, because I am! But contrary to how people normally feel when they feel like an outsider (a feeling I know well) it’s something to be proud of. Perhaps that feeling is God reminding you or telling you that we are not long for this Temporary Life :) Whatever it is. It gives me solace.
So hard to do. But so necessary.
I’ve had this song stuck in my head today… I find myself randomly singing little bits of it today. I don’t generally like country…ever, but this song has captivated me. :D Enjoy <3
Mat Kearney- Down
A song I’ve been listening to, that helps. Hope you enjoy. <3
I was writing in my God Book (it’s better than Facebook XD haha) today and came across a realization after having my thoughts tangibly before me. That God is actively showing me Grace through the good and bad. That no matter what kind of situation, he uses it to show me something or guide me somewhere.
By definition Grace usually means Favor or Goodwill, but I liked Pastor Doug’s description: Giving us what we don’t deserve. His example was also pretty hilarious, it was something along the lines of this: God’s grace is like when you do something wrong and he takes you to Disneyland anyway. Granted I believe we get punished for our transgressions as well, God is merciful but also just, but I believe it’s the image that this creates that makes it such a powerful definition. I mean honestly, say we slighted someone in the worst of ways and they still wanted to take us to Disneyland, no grudges or strings attached. Crazy huh?
I read an article earlier this evening about a woman named Petra who was shot in the theater shooting on Friday. She was shot with a shotgun and was hit in the arm and got hit through her nose and through her brain. I was very sad for her, the idea of having to go through something like that… is pretty intense, to say in the very least. Anyway, a doctor approached the fella who wrote this article and explained to him, that she was born with a “birth defect” in her brain, that there was a fluid vein of sorts in her brain and that the bullet went through it. He was astounded at how lucky she was, because she virtually had no brain damage, that she could have been hit just a little bit to the left or right and been severely brain damaged.
The article touched upon the idea that God had planned that unknown “birth defect” for her.The idea that he does things like pre-plans a “birth defect” to save your life later on down the road just illustrates how much we get what we don’t deserve… in the best of ways from our Savior. I cried, because the idea of it was just so amazing and it blew my mind, that someone that I’m not even on as good of terms with as I should be, as my soul needs me to be, would do something like that for his children. Because when I think of God normally, I think of “Big almighty guy in the sky who created the universe and does awesome works through people” I suppose I never think of his love… the fact that he IS love. Kinda hard to put those two images together for me. Since power and love don’t seem synonymous on our Earth.
I don’t know if Petra realizes, but her story is showing people everywhere God’s love, that she’s evangelizing, just by existing! Through a traumatic time and scary time in her life, she is spreading a message about God to people and moving people, at least I most definitely am moved.
God blesses us with good things, but also uses hard situations in our lives for good. That it is a blessing even if it is hard and painful at the time.
The idea of God’s grace through good and bad speaks to me since I’m struggling in my life with my boyfriend’s child custody situation, I honestly don’t know what to say or do, how much to be involved or not, what would help or wouldn’t, I just try to be careful with what I say and do, because I know God is using me through this difficult painful time, that he is showing people something, with how I handle it and that he is bringing me closer to him looking for guidance.
God’s grace is giving us what we don’t deserve, I don’t deserve to have God constantly reel me back to him, but he does. I don’t deserve my boyfriend Jason, but God blessed me beyond my wildest dreams. He has provided through good and bad situations.
I can’t believe he loves us so much. But I’m eternally, drop to my knees grateful.
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