Monday, November 21, 2011

Feed the Hope; Changing lives, one prayer and box at a time.

Maybe you guys have noticed my Facebook updates this past weekend about going and picking up trash and handing out food. Well, here you go, a more detailed look at it.

This took place in different churches all throughout Nashville. We unloaded corn, green beans, pumpkin pies, a ten pound turkey, cranberry sauce, apples, rolls, and a Bible.  We made and taped the boxes, put all the food in them.  176 meals, put together and organized in 30 minutes(Just at one location).    All together we fed over 4,000 people.

You always see commericals on T.V.  "For just 9 cents a day you can give a child a meal for a month."  And there is NOTHING wrong with giving to that.  It just takes it to another level when you get to see the people.  When you get to pray with them, and hug them.   As I sat a box of Thankgiving dinner in the back of a car, a little girl, probably about 4 or 5 years old, looked at the box.  She leaned up to the front seat and looked at her mom.  "So, we get to have Thankgiving this year momma?" 

 It took everything I had to keep from crying.  

Just loving on these people. These women, men, and children...  To show Jesus to these people; is definitely something I will NEVER forget. 

Fedding over 4,000 people isn't something that we could do by ourselves.  The ONLY wayit happened was because GOD helped.  I believe that with all my heart, God blessed everyone who helped, planning it doing it, eating it. ALL OF IT WAS IN GOD'S HANDS.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Unite the community; then unite the world.

Something I've noticed with peers at my school, on the rare times we actually get on the subject of Jesus, that the conversation has an outline of something like this.
Student 1: "Yeah, I go to church in South Fulton."
Student 2: "Oh, I go to church in Union city."
S1: "We are having a youth night, Wanna come?"
S2: "Well.. It depends.. What do you believe?"
S1: "I'm baptist."
S2: "I'm (Insert any other religion), so I can't."

I've heard this happen many different times.  It makes me frustrated to hear that; because I don't understand what that has to do with anything.  That's why, even people ask me what I believe. I say "I believe God sent His son, Jesus. Jesus died for our sins. Back to life again. And I praise Him accordingly." 

Why does it matter what church someone goes too?  If they believe Jesus is the ONLY way to Heaven; and it's KINGDOM work, then why does church matter?  Jesus is Jesus. We are called to spread His news to all the world, and how do we expect to do that if we let church names get in our way?   Do you really think in Heaven there will be a Baptist section, or a Church of Christ section, or Pentecostal section?  Nah;   When the Bible says Jesus is coming back for his bride. It means the church.  Not any certain type of church, it's His true believers.

I know that as long as we are in these human bodies, we won't all get along, but I just wish that we could at least TRY to see the bigger picture here.  If we can come together in our community what makes us think that we can unite the world?

Friday, October 7, 2011

I think we are missing something...?

Straight up.  I think something is missing from most churches nowadays.

I'm starting to think it's God.


Yeah, Yeah I did.   I think some church are really missing the point to what the church is SUPPOSED to stand for.  I've been to some churches where it was all clicks ,and if you didn't belong to certain click, you were constantly harped on by other members.  I've been to churches where it's all about the worship team, or the worship leader. Who could sing the loudest or the best, who had lead.  It wasn't on God anymore, instead it was more like "I Exalt Me."  instead of exalting Him.  I've been to churches where it was about the preachers. The the preacher-ah preached like this-ah. Then the people-ah will getting into the message-ah.  When really it was  all empty words..  Some churches, are all about religion.


Yeah, Yeah I did.  Jesus HATED religion, and religious leaders.   In one story, where a man sat next to pool of water, and every soo often the water would be stirring, and if the water was stirring and you got in you would be healed.  Jesus talked to that man one day, healed the man and said "Pick up your mat and go."  You maybe thinking, "How is this showing He hated religion?  Well, Jesus did this on a Sunday, the Sabbath.  No work was to be on the Sabbath.  (Apparently the dude carrying his mat home was "work")  The Religious leaders stopped him and asked "Why are you walking. You've never been able to walk."  "That awesome amazing guy over there did."

Being the Son of God that Jesus was, I'm sure he was fully aware of the fact that no work was to be done on the Sabbath, but he healed the man away.  I think, part of the reason Jesus did this, was to show how much He hate all these rules, these non-sense "religious laws", they had come up with.   Yet, some churches are starting to be more into religion instead of a relationship with Jesus.    No one wants to make anyone feel uncomfortable at church... Jesus wasn't to worried about making people uncomfortable,  freaking people out with His awesome powers and stuff.   Why do we contain our love for Him?  

If I was Jesus, and I carried that HUGE cross up this massive hill, Got beat almost to death, hung on a cross, stabbed, Beat up Satan and Hell,  and got raised again. I wouldn't want these two-second prayers "Dear Jesus, Thank you for everything, Help me be better. Amen."  (When the prayers actually tanslate into "Dear Guy I'm forced to pray to,  I got everything under control. I'm really glad I can live my life the way I want, and still think I'm okay with you.")

I, myself, am more concerned with the praise I think Jesus deserves.  I don't care is around, or who is listening, or what people are thinking, or what your "rules" say.  When my God tells me to WORSHIP, I will give it all I got. I'll jump, dance, stand still, fall on my face, cry, sing, or dance.  I'll do ANYTHING for the GOD that didn't have to ANYTHING for me, INSTEAD He does EVERYTHING for me.

Friday, September 30, 2011

I wish we had a brain.

Yes, Yes! The tital is from the Wizard of Oz!!  Hahaha.

•If you wear this out, and it's cold enough for you to have on a hoodie, yet you choose to wear shorts that show your butt, I  DO NOT want to hear you complain about being cold.  Honestly, It's stupid.. Did you really think before you got dressed?   This is how I conversation went down one time.
Stupid person: "OMG.. It's soooo cold."
Me:  "Wear pants."
Stupid person: "What does that have to do with anything?"
Me: ".... -_-...  Well, if it's cold, dress for the weather."
SP: "I am.. I have a hoodie on."
Me: *thinking. 'Please, go crawl in a hole and die. You have no purpose in this world.'* Says "Well.. you're sitting on metal bleachers.. But.. You're butt is hanging out of your shorts. Metal bleachers are cold. Skin is touching the cold.. So.. You're cold."
SP: "But I look hot."
Me: Thinking. PLEASE. JUST GO CRAWL IN A HOLE. "Well..  You also think you look hot in bikini, but you don't wear that in the winter..."
SP: "Well Noooo silly. It's cold then! and all the pools are closed."

People like that make me wish I was born about 25 years before my orginal birth, or that I could smack them with a chair..  FOR REAL.
Does ANYONE think anymore? Ever? I swear, people make me want to vomit.  WHY MUST PEOPLE WANT TO BE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE? If we had some orginality, we might actually get someone, but if my generation is more concerned with "looking hot" than what REALLY matters in life we should go ahead and wave a white flag. " I surrender Future, I'm just stupid and While I'm giving up. Let me make sure I look hot.  I need my butt and boobs hanging out."

Goodness. Get a brain.

What shape are Your Shoes in?

I've noticed that we live in a time that is all about "me, me, me, me, me."  We don't really care about other people unless it concerns us.   We're also so incredibly judgmental. Just because someone is a little bit different than we are, it's like we put up this barrier, thinking that us and that person won't have anything in common.  Within a two minute conversation with a person, we have already put ourselves above below that person. They aren't the "kind of people" I hang out with.   Some people tend to become rude and mean to that person.

Most of the time, we never stop to think what that person maybe facing.  We all know "Walk a mile in my shoes."  You don't have to walk mile, just stop and think where those shoes might have tromped through.  Maybe they have trucked through many muddy areas, nice and warm from the sun shining down, or soaking wet from the storms they've faced.  Looking at their shoes, we see the outside, what they want us to see.  Maybe every morning they get up, wipe off the dirt, sew up some patches, and act like everything is all together.  When, on the inside, they're soaking wet and falling apart.

Then someone comes in with their shoes shined to the max, "Fly Out The Hizz House", groovy baby, shoes.  Looking like you have it all together, when on the inside, your shoes are more disgusting than theirs. 

Why do we do that? We don't know what someone has been through, why do we put up this "shield", and say hurtful things...?  I do it too! I'm not digging into you. If you know me at all, you know I'm the first to throw out sarcastic remarks!  But I try to make sure the person knows I am joking.  I'm even trying to cut out sarcasm altogether.  How would I feel if a peer or someone came to me, seeking shelter from the storm they're in, and all I offer are sarcastic remarks?  I just added to the storm.  People aren't going to come up and say "Hey, I'm having a rough time."  I'm just saying, everyone is going through a storm, will you be a glimpse of sunlight or a strike of lightning?

Monday, September 19, 2011


I'm just going to be real right now.

This is one thing that I CAN NOT stand.
Fakers. We ALLLL know what I'm talking about...

Something I'm noticing more and more are fakers in the church.  Especially in my age group. I. CAN. NOT. STAND. IT.

Being Holy on Sundays and Wednesdays, then going to school cussing, drinking, dressing to wear everything hangs out, and dancing these "dances" that involve, being honest here, Things that shouldn't be done until your wedding night.   How can you even claim to be a "christian" when you partake in these things?  Then you ask people "Well... Why can I not reach my school for God?"  "Why do I feel like I'm not spreading the Word like I should?"

People watch EVERYTHING we do.  People listen to EVERYTHING we say.  Waiting for us to slip up.  Satan does a good job of stumbling us, why are we surrounding ourselves with people who cause even more problems in our walk?  Making a mistake is one thing, but purposely doing it... That's when your in a dangerous spot.   Now, you're lukewarm.  If even that.   I'm not saying I'm perfect, NO ONE IS. but  I do not set myself up for a chance for me too fail.

"I'm trying to witness to them, that the only reason why I hang out with the people who party and drink." Witness to them all you want, but once you start doing what they do, it's not witnessing anymore.

Most schools have this "FCS" Fellowship of Christian Students, or something along those lines, that meet maybe once a day or once a week, to have a little Devo. pray, and go to class...  I was recently at a large outting with people from from all over my town; I walked up to groups of people, who some of them I've seen walking out of FCS, and I wanted to throw up. Smoking? Cussing? I was dumbfounded.

Double life much?!  How in the world do you expect to reach people with Jesus, when his "follower" aren't living it.   You may have everyone else fooled on Sundays and Wednesdays, but you can't fool yourself. And you DEFINITELY can't fool God.  

Friday, September 16, 2011

Future can be a Scary Place.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm basically trying my hardest to be in the Will of God.   I'm not going to lie; it's a hard task sometimes.. Plus, being a teenager and trying to live for HIM isn't easy either.  I'm not trying to throw a "woe is me" party right or brag that I'm trying hard either, but it's just a lot for me to keep in mind sometimes.  Philippians 4:6-7 says, (in my words and shorten) Don't worry about anything, instead pray about everything. Let God know your needs, and leave everything to Him. Then you will know His peace; which surpasses out understanding.

The future FREAKS. ME. OUT.  I hate not knowing what I'm going to be doing.  Being a senior in high school, I'm supposed to be picking out colleges right now.  There is one place I would really like to go, Lee University, a Church of God school. I can go there, get my degree in communications and study God's word with other beleivers who are called into ministry. 

A few year's ago, a worship leader, and Thanks and Praise be to God, I was able to learn piano.  Music is something near and dear to me in the first place, but learning piano took me to a whole new place with God.  I was able to play and sing to MY LORD, without having someone lead me into worship. I could worship, my words and my feelings to my Savior.  Then, she asked me to play during worship at church.  Just being able to help lead people into the presence of God was amazing.  He was using a teenager to lead more people to HIM.  That's when I felt the call on my life that I was going to be a worship leader.

Time pasted, things happened, words are exchanged, feelings are hurt, and confusion set in.  I started questioning what God had told me.  Maybe, the piano was just a hobby. I'm not even supposed to be playing piano.  I'll never be as good as so-and-so.  That's a horrible place to be for ANYONE.  You stop everything, and now, you're not even doing anything for Him.

Being outside of God's Will, once you've been in it before, IS. HORRIBLE.  I know that I need to be using any and every talent/ability He has given me to glorify Him.  But, past experiences make me question everything: "Well, remember, I was told I shouldn't be in worship."  "I wasn't good enough then, what makes me think I am now?" or. You  just ignore it all together and eventually get used to feeling of misery. 

Coming to the point where you DON'T CARE what people will think of your worship. You know, it's to praise him with everything you have.  Raise you hands, Jump up and down, Shout, Dance, Leap, Bow, Cry, GIVE GOD THE PRAISE HE DESERVES.  Step out and use your abilities and talents he has given you.  Whether that means just vacuuming the church, singing/playing on praise team, or greeting people. Go DO ANYTHING that is pleasing to God.  If you let people hold you back from ANYTHING you're doing for God, then, it's a waste.  There is NO way you can please God and man. 

Imagine; what would happen if  we gave HIM the praise HE DESERVES instead of giving Him the praise we feel like that day.  Who are YOU worshiping? The praises of people or the LORD of LORDS?

Friday, September 9, 2011

Jesus: The Landscaper

Jesus is a lot of different things.  He is our provider, our shelter, our God, our perfect sacrifice. The list can go on and on, but people usually don't see Jesus as a landscaper.

Well, we all have garden. We, ourselves, can't take care of it; so Whadda we do? Noo, We don't call ghostbusters. WEEEE. Hire a landscaper.  Jesus shows up at our door, we just need some stuff water and stuff. Not a big deal.

Jesus waters your garden. Watches it grow day by day, giving you the best treatment.  Then one day, he notices your branches are starting to get a little crazy.  Reaching over the fences, producing thorns, starting to reach over each other, choking out another branch.  Jesus isn't going to take a weed-eater and chop it back. He'll ask you, "If I keep coming, I'm going to need to take complete control of your garden. Not just water it, but, if you let me in I'll trim your garden into something.. something beautiful? If not, I must go to another person, who will let me work." 

The ball is in your court.  Say no, and Jesus leaves, letting your branches choke each other out, letting the roots die.  No longer bearing fruit, your garden is useless.  Say yes, and Jesus can make that mess into a beautiful.

Friday, September 2, 2011

A Beautiful White Wedding.

Soo.  Every little girl dreams of having a beautiful wedding, her perfect man standing at the end of the aisle, looking at her wide-eyes in awe of how lovely she looks.  Her, dressed in a beautiful white gown; holding a wonderful gathering of her favorite flowers in front of her.  Looking among the crowd, she sees her family and friends smiling, taking pictures, giving her the thumbs up.  Walking forward, she sees the two people who have cared for her the most, tears in her mother's eyes. Her father acting like he is totally normal, but dying on the inside just at the thought of giving away his baby girl. 

I was in a conversation with a peer today about how she wanted her wedding to be... She told me all about it, from the place, to the man, to the flowers, to the dress... OHHHH GUURRRLLL!!! The dress, she wanted to look BEAUTIFUL, in a long white dress.. But, she is one of those girls who, unfortunatly, haven't said pure for her husband...

A white wedding dress is a symbol for the woman's purity.  It represents that she waited for her one true love, the one that she does become one flesh with.  And I don't think that we honor that anymore. We act as if a white wedding dress is what is supposed to happen, but many people don't know that it's a symbol for purity.   If  you haven't been pure, you're supposed to wear an off-white color. (egg shell or something? I'm not good with colors that aren't in the ROY.G.BIV line up)  I mean, It's not a law, I just hate to see such a precious, honorable thing thrown to the wind just because people don't understand.

Purity isn't that hard, and it's worth it!! Being able to say you have have sex with one person, and he is the love of your life, is such a great feeling.  Being able to love your husband with everything in you is something beautiful and something not cherished anymore.  Love Stories are beautiful, when you let God write them. :)

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

They know your insane, but loves you just the same.

I believe that God has given us many gifts. And I firmly believe that the gift of friendship is one of them.

We all have friends,  surface friends, take-this-secret-to-the-grave friends, fake friends, friend friends, and best friends.

Surface friends: You know the people I'm talking about. You talk to the, but keep the conversation light and never anything deep. You might go get some coffee one day or something but other than that you don't really "hang-out" or anything.  Which these friends are totally fine, because you can't trust everyone.  You'll get burned really bad if you do.

take-this-secret-to-the-grave: I think we all probably have friends like this. That one person who something really deep about you. Or was with you when you BOTH did something really bad, or stupid. And whatever happened that day/night stay between you and that person. until the grave.

Fake Friends: I know we ALL have those.  Someone who you thought was your friend but stabs you in the back every time. or Just someone who is nice to you to your face then can turn around and say really nasty things about you.

Friends:  You probably hang-out and talk to these people more than surface friends. That's basically it. They probably also know more about you than the surface friends would.

But; what describes a best friend? That is probably different for every person. You definitely don't want someone who is constantly tearing you down; I mean, the devil does that enough by himself!

Maybe, a best friend is someone you can tell everything too. Maybe your best friend can read you like a book, you know what I mean, Just one glance and they know EXACTLY what you mean.  Maybe your best friend is your spouse, but hopefully you have at least one more than that, because, we ALL know that your spouse can drive you crazy. (well, I don't know that. because I'm 17 and obviously not married. Thank God)

I also think that, a best friend should be someone you can call up and they will make time to talk with you.  If you're having a problem, they will be there for you. They may not be able to solve it, But tat least you don't have to face it alone.   They won't judge you, or give harsh comments. (unless absolutely needed)  Ya know, Just be real.  I also think, that they shouldn't be afraid to be themselves.  In every way. 

I honestly pray for people that they can have that kind of friend.  Because, I really don't know where I'd be without a best friend.  She is someone who I feel like I can go to with anything, just to talk, laugh, cry, hang out, or pray with.  She has no clue how much I thank God for her. For EVERYTHING she has done for me, been there for me through, and just being that weird-o that I love! 

You possibly already have that kind of friend.   I just wanted to write this to... maybe warn people about fake friends, having that gaurd around your heart.  I don't go being all anti-social and such.  Just being careful. It will save you much pain in the early years of your life, and help you well on into adulthood. :)

Friday, August 26, 2011

God gives hope; When hope is the farthest thing from you.

Honestly; This week has been... everything but wonderful. Anything that could go wrong, WENT WRONG.
Ever since Sunday it's like life has just been "I think you could use a little wreck of this and an explosion of that." I have just sat at home thinking "Well, tomorrow can't be any worse." Yet there has managed to BE SOMETHING that breaks me down a little bit more, and eats at me, and just tears me down.

I remember sitting on my bed Wednesday night, was SWAMPED with homework and couldn't make it church. When I KNEW church was the EXACT place I needed to be.  I felt horrible and defeated.  I just sat there.... overwhelmed.  I remember looking over the side of my bed and seeing my Bible laying on the floor.  I just said "I've been reading for 5 hours. I'm sick of this."  I knew it was wrong, because that's what I should've been doing.

I face planted in my bed, I just started crying.  I felt so alone. In this huge hole, that I'll never get out of.   I just said out loud, "God, I really can't do this anymore. I need something to happen. I need YOU to happen."
You better believe I cried myself to sleep that night. (no shame, don't act like you haven't done it)

The next day, Thrusday, it started off a bad day. (hit my toe on my dresser. Stupid pinkie toe.) Thing got worse from there. That day, for somer reason, everytime something bad happened, no matter how big or small, I kept reminding myself, "God has got it." when thing got worse, "God's light shines brighter after a storm."

Maybe to you, it sounds "dumb" but I had a totally different outlook on Thrusday. I know, God NEVER lets you weather a storm alone.  Instead of focusing on all the bad things that were happening, God help me capture every thought and focus it on HIM.  GOD is wayyyy bigger than ANY of these temp. problems in my life.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Can we seriously take off the mask?

I just want to be serious right off the bat.

Number one; no one knows what goes on behind the scences in someone's life.  When you see someone, you are only seeing what they want to show you. You have no idea what is going on in their life, what storm they are facing.

"Hey, are you okay?" When we ask that question (which is rare in the first place) we all hope that the other person says "Yeah, I'm fine."  Whether we realize it or not, whenever we ask "hey are you okay", we don't realize that we actually EXPECT the person to say "yeah, I'm fine." 

The world is looking for people that actually care.  They have people who don't care, won't care, never have cared. They have people who have never told them "I love you" they have all that. What they are really looking for are people who CARE. Who REALLY care.

What if you asked that question and the person said "No. Actually. I'm not fine." What do you say then? "Oh.. I hope your life gets better soon!" or "Oh, I'm sorry."  or maybe, for once.. Respond with "Do you want to talk about it?" And don't look at your watch to see if you can "make time for them." and don't *sigh* and say "well.. What's wrong with YOU." 

People are looking for people who they can be themselves around. Be themselves, and have people that can listen and relate to what they are going through.  If we are supposing to be helping people, then we should be doing more listening than we do talking.   Ears are the gateway to the heart.  Think of all the people we could reach with Jesus, if we actually took time to hear people out.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Single and... Waiting for God to let me mingle??

Okay; So I've figured out that a major part of the "teenage years" is an awkward little thing life likes to call "dating."   And EVERYONE wants to know who you're dating or if you're dating, and it's like EVERYONE thinks you should be dating.

PERSONAL EXPERIENCE:  Honesty Here;  I'm 17. I've never been on a date, or too a dance or any of those "normal" things people my age are "supposed" to be doing.   Family get-togethers are always containing conversations like
Person: "So... You got a boyfriend."
Me: "No."
Or I can get sarcastic:
Person: "Soo. You got a boyfriend?"
Me: "Well, yeah."
Person: "Oh really? Who is he?! Where did you meet him?"
Me: "Well; I know him by Bigg Money$$ and he gave me some cash one time for me to... LOL JK. I don't have a boyfriend. Stop being nosey."

But seriously, I feel like, just because I'm a teenager people expect me to be jumping through hoops to getting a guys attention.  I think; God has a someone out there for me.  He could possibly be in my school or across the world. (and if not, God is enough for me through anything)but How would I feel if I was like most girls my age today, later met the guy God has for me and I have to tell him I've already slept someone.

Don't get me wrong, I know every relationship doesn't have sex before marriage, but WHY would I even want to place myself in position where sex or  something could get out of hand.   I have morals, and I stand firm in what I believe in.  I don't want to even be in a situation where I would think for A SECOND that crossing my moral line was okay.

 Now; would I think it's cool to maybe, be taken out on a date, well yeah.  I mean, I think it'd be pretty nifty. But, I'm not about to sacrifice myself and what I believe in just for some guy.  Us, females, have lowered our standards by SO MUCH.   I really don't understand why.  We are Princesses of the KING OF KINGS. Why are we settling for the court jests when we can have our real life Prince Charming?

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Saggin' is NOT swaggin'.

First off; can I please be real with you all? I'm not afraid to step on toes, because the truth is the truth whether YOU like it or NOT. 

I'd have to say that this generation of Teenagers is by far the most exposed generation... It's as if we can't cover up our bodies at all! I go to Wal*Mart and I feel like I see more crack than a nude beach!  I feel like my peers have NO self respect.

Dear Guys,
 Having your pants hanging to the middle of thighs, is NOT COOL.  I don't know the idiot who started that, but in what world is showing off your boxers anywhere NEAR the word "cool" or "swag".  (For all you older people out there "swag" is a new word for "cool" or "groovy" as you might say.)  I don't wanna see your undies, and neither does my mom. okay?  I mean,  if you're gonna buy clothes, please make them fit. FOR REAL.
OH, and listening to music that talks about gettin' high and sexing a girl all night, or going to pick up hoes and make them do "naughty" things is not cool.  ANY girl with ANY respect for herself, wouldn't put up with that. We are ladies. TREAT US LIKE IT.

Dear Girls,
   You probably completely agree with me on the "treat me like a lady" part. BUT; if you want to be treated like a lady. YOU HAVE TO BE A LADY.  You walk out dressed like a skank, guess how you're going to be treated? I don't want to see you at out in public with your boobs popping out of your shirt and your butt cheeks hanging out. "Don't wanna see it, then don't look at it" is what most of you think, but HOW DO YOU NOT noticed a person Half dressed? Sometimes, I just want to make you footies PJ's just to make sure your covered.   Then, Some of you get all mad when guys stare at you; well... Don't have everything hanging out. SELF RESPECT!