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Thursday, September 24, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
No Post In Too Long.
Where have I been, you wonder?
I've been living this crazy life of mine--from one extreme to the next. Emotions have been taking care of me, haunting me, torturing me, laughing at me, disagreeing with me, and making my pillow wet. But I've been learning, which is the most important part.
I'm going to have a photo on a book in January (possibly February). I'm really excited that I got the opportunity and really excited to see it! Today I received the check from the company. God has been blessing me. It's not the money that I'm happy about, it's the fact that He takes care of me. :)
That's about all I have to say for now. I'm home alone, but pretty hungry. Perhaps I'll go find something to eat...
In God I trust!
~Stephanie
P.S.
I put up some old blogs I had on my computer. They're underneath this one! :)
I've been living this crazy life of mine--from one extreme to the next. Emotions have been taking care of me, haunting me, torturing me, laughing at me, disagreeing with me, and making my pillow wet. But I've been learning, which is the most important part.
I'm going to have a photo on a book in January (possibly February). I'm really excited that I got the opportunity and really excited to see it! Today I received the check from the company. God has been blessing me. It's not the money that I'm happy about, it's the fact that He takes care of me. :)
That's about all I have to say for now. I'm home alone, but pretty hungry. Perhaps I'll go find something to eat...
In God I trust!
~Stephanie
P.S.
I put up some old blogs I had on my computer. They're underneath this one! :)
Thursday, September 17, 2009
A Beautiful Puzzle of Imperfect Perfection.
September 17, 2009
If only I could explain it with perfect words. Too bad the words just do not exist. But that’s okay. Because clandestinely I believe that I do know exactly the thing I cannot explain. I almost lost the treasure, somehow, and I was preparing to move on. But there it goes shining again, finding its way back to me somehow. I feel as if I speak of happiness alone. I’m finding purpose by opening my eyes to my reality. Perhaps the exact thing I needed was just a reminder of what is.
I can hear the melody playing in the background. I’m picturing bright smiles, laughter, and the very presence of bliss. It’s a feeling I’ve missed, a sensation I’d hate to do without. I’m this completely different person when I lack such feelings, ready to give up, prepared to leave. But then I get this grand reminder that I must keep climbing this mountain that I like to call life.
I refuse to miss out on every plan that unfolded so dearly in front of my eyes these past couple years. I’ve received a beautiful puzzle of imperfect perfection—each piece having an intention behind it. It’s okay to believe it; I know it is because I’ve found faith. I’ve found answers to past questions and questions to future inquisitiveness. If only I could take a photograph of this feeling and hang it on my wall. Maybe then I’ll never forget it when I accidentally fall into almost doubt.
I want to savor these moments for as long as I can. I don’t want anything to destroy it anymore because I want to finally enjoy it. Here I am, overtaken by excitement, joy, and innocent impatience. If nothing can be perfectly fine in this world, then I know pain will find me yet again. But I also know I can make it through anything when I perfect a trust.
I’ve gained confidence more than I ever have before. I don’t know what to expect next, but that’s okay. I’ve come to enjoy the unexpected very much. In fact, it’s now what I look forward to. When situations get appalling, they can only get improved after that. Maybe all it ever takes is to believe that you’ll make it through. Maybe this whole time we only needed to believe in what our heart was truly telling us. Whether we can easily recognize that or not, it’s time to just let the words escape. Don’t hesitate to love what could make a difference.
Sometimes you have to let go. Sometimes you have to move on. Sometimes you have to leave what you loved most, just so you can recognize it. Just because you let go, doesn’t mean it won’t come back. You must remain patient and you must trust in providence.
Pride is not necessary for letting go.
If only I could explain it with perfect words. Too bad the words just do not exist. But that’s okay. Because clandestinely I believe that I do know exactly the thing I cannot explain. I almost lost the treasure, somehow, and I was preparing to move on. But there it goes shining again, finding its way back to me somehow. I feel as if I speak of happiness alone. I’m finding purpose by opening my eyes to my reality. Perhaps the exact thing I needed was just a reminder of what is.
I can hear the melody playing in the background. I’m picturing bright smiles, laughter, and the very presence of bliss. It’s a feeling I’ve missed, a sensation I’d hate to do without. I’m this completely different person when I lack such feelings, ready to give up, prepared to leave. But then I get this grand reminder that I must keep climbing this mountain that I like to call life.
I refuse to miss out on every plan that unfolded so dearly in front of my eyes these past couple years. I’ve received a beautiful puzzle of imperfect perfection—each piece having an intention behind it. It’s okay to believe it; I know it is because I’ve found faith. I’ve found answers to past questions and questions to future inquisitiveness. If only I could take a photograph of this feeling and hang it on my wall. Maybe then I’ll never forget it when I accidentally fall into almost doubt.
I want to savor these moments for as long as I can. I don’t want anything to destroy it anymore because I want to finally enjoy it. Here I am, overtaken by excitement, joy, and innocent impatience. If nothing can be perfectly fine in this world, then I know pain will find me yet again. But I also know I can make it through anything when I perfect a trust.
I’ve gained confidence more than I ever have before. I don’t know what to expect next, but that’s okay. I’ve come to enjoy the unexpected very much. In fact, it’s now what I look forward to. When situations get appalling, they can only get improved after that. Maybe all it ever takes is to believe that you’ll make it through. Maybe this whole time we only needed to believe in what our heart was truly telling us. Whether we can easily recognize that or not, it’s time to just let the words escape. Don’t hesitate to love what could make a difference.
Sometimes you have to let go. Sometimes you have to move on. Sometimes you have to leave what you loved most, just so you can recognize it. Just because you let go, doesn’t mean it won’t come back. You must remain patient and you must trust in providence.
Pride is not necessary for letting go.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
A Reason.
I learned that in the hardest times, we learn the biggest lessons. Lessons to grow us into stronger people. That it doesn’t matter what we’ve done, but what we’ll do. And to choose to look beyond the past is sometimes the only way to move on and to keep going. It’s the moments when you want to give up that you realize giving up would only make you a failure. I’m convinced it is then that the start of change begins. Change is never a bad thing when we refuse to allow the past to play a part in it.
I feel like my eyes were opened in more ways than one. Because for a while I was confused and had no idea what was happening in my life. I shut out what I didn’t want to hear, and let in what I did. But what I didn’t want to hear was the exact thing I needed to hear. It was because of those things that I could truly learn what God was doing in my life. I’d never understand if I never bothered to listen. But I took that step, I had that courage, and I let it give me confidence.
I never realized that I struggled with fear until I wrote the words “I’m scared.” I found myself feeling that way a lot. But yet I had no reason to be scared. I just let myself feel that way. I couldn’t trust myself. No one should. How could I know the answers? What do I live off of? How could I know what’s right in my life? How could anyone? Surely there was something that could guide us—someone! Would we be left with absolutely nothing? Could we honestly trust yet another mind that was just like ours? Could every book in the library hold truth? If I can’t trust myself, how can I trust yet another human being?
We couldn’t have been left here with nothing to show us a way out. There has to be something much greater that holds every single answer we seek. There has to be a reason as to why people come and go. Why babies are born, and why people pass away. What kind of cycle is that if there is no purpose? We fight so many battles, we struggle with so many fears, so much pain—there’s a reason, there has to be!
If there’s a purpose, then there is a way out. When we curl up in a little ball in the darkness of a tiny room, crying until the tears stop coming, holding our heart, we can’t possibly be alone. As we sit there, we wonder, “Why do I feel this way?” And yet we do know. Sometimes the answer only comes when we need it most. We shouldn’t be scared as to what it is. There’s a divine intention behind everything. That is something that’ll give us purpose.
I used to tell myself, “Sometimes the answer is staring you in the face.” Because I said that, it got me thinking. Perhaps I was looking way too far ahead. I wanted one thing because I thought that it’d make me happy. But what if that allowed me to miss out on what I already did have? Maybe my dreams were the mere existence of my reality. Maybe I only dreamed it because I had it already, and yet had no idea. I wanted more, I wanted something else, and yet I had it. And until I realized I had it, I couldn’t embrace it yet.
When I know what’s there, the exact thing in front of me, I should hold onto it. I could never get what I want because it’s not what I need. And until I learn to want what I need, I shall never want anything beyond what I have.
Maybe that’s the lesson I needed to learn.
Maybe it’s the lesson we all need to learn.
I feel like my eyes were opened in more ways than one. Because for a while I was confused and had no idea what was happening in my life. I shut out what I didn’t want to hear, and let in what I did. But what I didn’t want to hear was the exact thing I needed to hear. It was because of those things that I could truly learn what God was doing in my life. I’d never understand if I never bothered to listen. But I took that step, I had that courage, and I let it give me confidence.
I never realized that I struggled with fear until I wrote the words “I’m scared.” I found myself feeling that way a lot. But yet I had no reason to be scared. I just let myself feel that way. I couldn’t trust myself. No one should. How could I know the answers? What do I live off of? How could I know what’s right in my life? How could anyone? Surely there was something that could guide us—someone! Would we be left with absolutely nothing? Could we honestly trust yet another mind that was just like ours? Could every book in the library hold truth? If I can’t trust myself, how can I trust yet another human being?
We couldn’t have been left here with nothing to show us a way out. There has to be something much greater that holds every single answer we seek. There has to be a reason as to why people come and go. Why babies are born, and why people pass away. What kind of cycle is that if there is no purpose? We fight so many battles, we struggle with so many fears, so much pain—there’s a reason, there has to be!
If there’s a purpose, then there is a way out. When we curl up in a little ball in the darkness of a tiny room, crying until the tears stop coming, holding our heart, we can’t possibly be alone. As we sit there, we wonder, “Why do I feel this way?” And yet we do know. Sometimes the answer only comes when we need it most. We shouldn’t be scared as to what it is. There’s a divine intention behind everything. That is something that’ll give us purpose.
I used to tell myself, “Sometimes the answer is staring you in the face.” Because I said that, it got me thinking. Perhaps I was looking way too far ahead. I wanted one thing because I thought that it’d make me happy. But what if that allowed me to miss out on what I already did have? Maybe my dreams were the mere existence of my reality. Maybe I only dreamed it because I had it already, and yet had no idea. I wanted more, I wanted something else, and yet I had it. And until I realized I had it, I couldn’t embrace it yet.
When I know what’s there, the exact thing in front of me, I should hold onto it. I could never get what I want because it’s not what I need. And until I learn to want what I need, I shall never want anything beyond what I have.
Maybe that’s the lesson I needed to learn.
Maybe it’s the lesson we all need to learn.
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