A time to cry...

                  We, as Christians, many times feel that we must somehow hold all our problems and bear them all alone. Yes, we understand that God is in control, but we keep all our heartache and brokenness to ourselves. We don't want to "bother" others with these kind of encumbrances. We don't want others to feel "weighted down" by our own problems.... so instead we say everything is great and go on to ask about the weather. We sidestep the honesty of the question "How are you?" and simply answer with the typical reply of "I'm good" or "Everything's great". Even with trustworthy friends, we feel it easier on ourselves and others to not bring up our problems.


As some of you know I have been dealing with a lot of stuff lately. My Dog died, then 4 days later a friend of the family was killed by a drunk driver. I am so thankful for Jesus loving arms that are always around me and for tears because they both always help. 

Where do we run?

                Where do we run in trying times? Do we run to the open arms and comforting words of our friends? Do we confine in the luxuries of sweet and savory foods? Do we collapse into the warmth of our sleepy beds? Or do we instead cling to the strength of our Creator? Unfortunately, I seem to always place God last on the list when I'm needing comfort. I seek friend's advice, relish myself in "comfort food", or loose myself in a romance novel, trying to forget my worries. Eventually after shoving my feelings under for long amounts of time or simply not knowing where to put my heartache, I break and pour out my frustration on the Lord. Wouldn't it have been easier if I had just given him my struggles daily, and let Him lift my burdens continually? Wouldn't it be less painful in the end to give my heaviness and confused heart to the Lord regularly?
                This past week I went through many different hardships, many of them were things I had never thought to ever encounter in my life. During these struggles I poured out my heart to the Lord, wept bitterly, and cried out to him, yet I never asked him to heal me and take my burdensome heart. Months later, after the summer had ended I found myself crying still about those problems, wondering why I still was so scarred and despondent about the trials I had encountered then. I longed to share my hurt with anyone, I longed to run to friends and pour out everything that had happened. Yet that was a luxury that was not granted to me. I was supposed to keep my family's hardships between us in order to protect and support them. I complained to God, asking why I was not allowed to share my hardships with a physical presence rather than Him alone. He slowly revealed to me that although sharing your heart and mourning with others is needed in many situations, I was also called to respect and protect my family and keep the specific details of what had happened between the family and no one else. He then called me forth to lay my sadness upon him and put my heavy burdens in His strong arms.
                So where do you run? I now know, it it best to lay the problems I have at the alter of Jesus Christ. He alone is the amazing Comforter. And He alone can heal our heartache and weariness.

Picture Perfect

What will it feel like when we're together?
          How will we show our love towards one another?
                    Will he be handsome and strong?
                              When we share that first kiss, will it be pure and innocent?
                                        Will I be a better person because of him?
                                                  When will he step into my life?
                                                            Will he hold me in his arms?
                                                                      Will the wedding be sparkling?
                                                                               How will he draw me closer to God?
                                                                                      Will he make me feel special?
                                                                                               Will he twirl me around the dance floor?
                                                                                                        How will I draw him closer to God?
                                                       
          Will it be... picture perfect?

Fall Bags and Purses

I just love a new purse/bag in the fall! A fresh new one is a small accessory that can spice up any outfit!

So, what's in for purses this autumn?

Small Leatherette Crossbody Handbag
I recently bought this purse! With it's long strap it's convenient and cute to wear! It's the perfect size if you just want to carry your wallet and phone or keys with you.Strappy Leatherette Handbag
This isn't quite my style, but you might like it! If you want a bigger bag to carry more things with you, this bold stylish bag is for you!Leatherette Rose Bag
Is something dainty and feminine more your style? Try this adorable cross-strap purse with a pretty rose and magnetic closure.Corduroy Backpack
I've definitely seen this style bag around! They're very practical if you're walking around and you need to carry things and still want to be fashionable!All these bags are from Forever21.

I hope you have a wonderful day!

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. 
Romans 15:13

To be... adventurous

              

                 I know that sometimes I wish life was more adventurous. Its true, wouldn't life be much more exciting with more adventure along the way? Adventure is what is the heart of all life. The greatest adventure there is to live begins with simple acceptance. Accepting Christ. Many put this down, they say that those who accept Christ live a "boring" or "protected" life, but in all actuality Christianity is what true adventure is all about. 

                 Is rebellion adventure? I do believe so, that's what gets our hearts racing and our blood pumping. Christianity is not a religion (yes, its a relationship...) but more than that, it is a rebellion against the world and its standards. Anyone can trash a hotel room and get drunk, but Christianity, now that's true rebellion. And thus, it is adventure. It makes your heart race sometimes. It is the most exciting journey you could ever take. Because God is always faithful, but excitingly unpredictable at times.