Friday, August 16, 2013

Five-Minute Friday : SMALL




GO

There are three things that make me feel like a small person in a big, big world: certain places, circumstances and time.  Not "small" in a bad way.  In a "God put you here for a reason" way.  When I experience those places, circumstances and times-- it reminds me of my purpose.  God speaks to my heart.  He's always spoken to me through those three means.  I can count on it every time.  All I have to do is get away and He'll be there!

Some people feel great being "big" or "powerful".  But it's great to be vulnerable and small.  You get to experience people's genuine care for you, and drink that in.  You don't even have to play the victim.  Just care for and love people deeply... and meaningfully.  You will find yourself being cared for and loved deeply as well.  Being like this makes you more susceptible to the enemy's fiery arrows, but that's what our armour is for.  God is fighting for us.  Stand up and be bold-- go ahead and make a difference in people's eternal lives.

STOP



Sunday, June 23, 2013

"Rhythm"

 

Five Minute Friday has arrived, yet again!  Hopefully you get the jist by now.  Any blogger writes for 5 minutes-- unedited, free, raw-- on whichever concept that Lisa-Jo Baker (founder of Five Minute Friday) thinks of!  The word is: "Rhythm"...  GO!

I spent the bulk of my elementary years growing up by the ocean in #NewportOregon.  The rhythm of the ocean calms me.  How I wish I could be back there, even if for a few days, just to sit on the beach alone.  To clear my mind, to watch the seagulls eat my McDonalds french fries (LOL), to drive to all of the old places that I remember being at, and so many more things.

Nye Beach at sunset in Newport, Oregon

For now, I am continuing on with the rhythm of my life.  Day in and day out, struggling to get up, go to work, come home, try to have some alone-time, figure out what is for dinner, do some chores and go to bed.  Same thing, over and over again.  Routine is nice sometimes, for such a personality as mine; but I feel like my spirit wants more.  It needs to roam and be free to do the things that it enjoys.  There is freedom in Christ.  I think we, as Christians, forget to do the good things that make us happy.  We are trapped in routine.  There are things that can enrich our souls here on earth to help Christ's beauty shine from the inside, out.  Rhythm and routine are good, but we need to let our spirits step out of the 'box' so that inspiration can take place.

STOP.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Writing about : VIEW


Set your timer, clear your head, for five minutes of free writing without worrying about getting it right.



1.) Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2.) Link back here and invite others to join in.
3.) And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it... you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community.

Please give us your best five minutes on the word: VIEW
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My view on people is always naturally 'good'.  I give everyone who deserves a second chance, a second chance.  I act interested in what people are saying when I really might not be interested.  I smile and nod as you talk about yourself even when I am reeling inside from my own problems and issues.

I DO ALL OF THIS OUT OF LOVE FOR YOU.


Even if you have not particularly earned my undivided attention and care, you have it.  God gave me this 'view' on others.  To treat them equally.  No matter what the problems, the sin, the issues, the good or the bad... I genuinely care.  Even if I am struggling so hard to care for you, the care is still there.  I may have swung and missed in this area a few times in my past.  I grew into this.  It was fun to see the change.  People who know me have seen this change.

I know there are people who will love me NO MATTER WHAT... just as I love them.  That nearly unconditional love from friends and family is something amazing.  I just wish that some other people that I love would at least act as if they cared for me that much.  It's a big wish.  Someday when we are all in our eternal home, it will happen.  Love, requited, all around.  Until that day... here is a concept to be attentive to and practice within our lives.  No matter what our faith is, let us all put this into effect while we are still here:

"How would your life be different of you stopped making negative judgmental assumptions about people you encounter? Let today be the day you look for the good in everyone you meet and respect their journey"

-Steve Maraboli


Sunday, April 28, 2013

Five-Minute Friday | FRIEND |



The #5MF topic this week is FRIEND.  Lisa-Jo (the creator of Five-Minute Friday) said: "Let’s spend our five minutes of writing today sharing about friendship. Fight it, love it, hate it, hurt or healed by it, we were certainly built for it".  I am mainly a positive person to others, but I am a true introvert.  This is actually an area where I feel I have been hurt way too much; to the core.  It's only God who has taken me out from wallowing in my hurt feelings, though.

From 13 to about 21 years of age-- I can truly say that I had been hurt so many times in so many ways, that I just sat in self-pity and nearly died there.  Everyone who knew me saw it, and it just drove people further away.  I was so selfish, yet I still cared so much for others.  That is one dichotomy that I cannot explain, yet I experienced it for so long in my heart.  I was growing, but I could not grow out of my hurt.  Once I chose to be a little more selfless about reacting to how I felt; my heartache started to subside.  I am, by no means, cured of my heartache.  But I can rise above the hurt by attempting to fulfill my calling and just focusing on more positive things in general.

So basically, God has been my friend throughout my existence!  From when I was little and had accepted him with my whole heart, to now.  He's never left me (even when I feel distant from Him), so I deem Him my only true friend.  "Friends" will come and go... maybe they will stick around.  But there is One who will not change.



Monday, April 1, 2013

On My Mind...

I am being encouraged by:

  •  A friend who probably does not know how emotionally encouraging her blogging is...   
  •  Another friend who is very steadfast in blogging about reality as it pertains to life and faith (and everything in between)...  
  • The Bible Series on TV (I know, it's got some inaccuracies, and it is theatrical. But I am learning a lot)

In the midst of a hard time for me-- smack dab in a situation with no 'right' decision to make, except the decision to look out for myself--  I have just one, good, overwhelming thought throughout this hardship.  My mind is inundated by this one thing.

I would just love to be Simon. 

That bystander who was taken out of the crowd to help Jesus carry the cross.  I know it would be hard work.  Maybe he got some strikes and lashes along the way.  I understand.

But I can do that already.  I can help others bear their burdens.  Showing God's love to others is one simple thing I can do to fulfill this desire to serve.  I can empathize, sympathize, cry when others are crying, laugh when others are laughing.  God made me this unique, emotional, human version of Himself to do just that.  Just being there for another soul is fulfilling my purpose. I realize now that my earthly weakness of caring 'too much' is my spiritual strength.  That took me 25 years to figure out.
 

Luke 23:26
Now as they led Him away, they laid hold of a certain man, Simon a Cyrenian, who was coming from the country, and on him they laid the cross that he might bear [it] after Jesus.
 







Saturday, March 23, 2013

\\ Remember //

You know the rules by now... Let's go!

 

 

 Only on hot, sunny days-- in moments of my own-- have I trained myself to let it all go.  I feel free from my mind in the present.  Free to remember. 
I have yet to find such peace in too many other situations.  

My mind takes me back to a place, sitting under a palm tree on my own at Bible College.  Watching the clouds.  Wondering where God would take my life.  Something inside me always tried to call me away from where I was at, no matter where I was.  Somehow, I was always ready to go.


That "something" was always a good feeling, it was never bad.  Other people saw my desire to get away as me trying to escape the situation I was in.  How could I articulate to them that I wasn't trying to escape?  I felt that something calling inside of me; leading me from place to place.  It was always to a safe place, and just in time.  When it was my time to leave, that something would guide me safely away.

Reminiscing, now, I remember this calling inside of me felt just like a mission.  I had a purpose at each place I was.  It's like life is a video game... I had to go through each level.  Saving a friend, assisting a prince to find their princess, fighting a dragon, etc.  Each place I felt lead to, I had a reason to be there.  Even if I did not see it until 5 years later. 10 years.  I am reminded when I look back.

My life (in my eyes) is a series of events and purposes.  There is a reason behind each moment.  I choose to always accept my mission!  It fulfills my life, and makes my Saviour happy.  I'm not perfect, and sometimes I may not hear correctly.  Or don't listen at all.  Those are things I am working on.  

I am most happy when I think back on the times I followed that Voice, and can clearly see a purpose for why I was where I was.  When I remember those times in the past, I am happy in the present.

STOP.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

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#FiveMinuteFriday


FIVE MINUTE FRIDAY RULES:
  •   Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
  •   Link back here and invite others to join in.
  •   And then no ifs, ands or buts about it. You need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community... 



HOME || No One Can Take It From Me


Home to me, has been driving. Alone. In the summertime.  I don't know what it is, but if I am in the sunshine with the windows down-- driving anywhere-- I feel like that is where I belong for that moment.  My first experience was the summer after I got my license!  It soon turned in to me driving 12 hours on my own down to SoCal for a college that God led me away from (Biola)... and driving all the way back home 3 days later with a cell phone that did not work.  That day-long drive back home, feeling spiritually defeated, gave me the time I needed with God to re-focus.  That semester at home was full of: starting work at Starbucks, a near-death experience, depression and the blind decision to go to Calvary Chapel Bible College with my friends.

That drive back down to SoCal was fun with great friends.  But 2 years later, after I could not afford school anymore, I felt called out to Colorado.  I drove the longest, most southern route possible :)  There, I had more time with God... following Him and trying to sort my life out.  That 24-hour trip alone was unforgettable.  I feel I will always be connected with that feeling of freedom, sunshine on my face, and ability to sing anything I want at the top of my lungs.  No one, and no season of life can take this feeling of "home" away from me.

STOP.