The Price Is Right.

Went to The Price is Right while I was on vacation. #YOLO (:

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Silkwood Graduates.

During vacation, my family went to see one of our good friends graduate from the Marines.

Silkwood is like a brother. He spends lots of time at my house, and his presence always makes me laugh.

We surprised him, and he was so excited to see us.

He leaves again tomorrow morning to go back to California for 28 days. Pray for him and this journey he is on.

Before he left our house tonight, he said I sure love the smell of this house, and the people in it.

God bless you Silky. (:

 

Normal Thoughts.

Normal? What is normal? These words have come out of the mouths of some of my closest friends for the past few years.

 

In the beginning, I just let their words of encouragement roll off my shoulder, and I never really gave much thought to them…They were always really nice words, like, “No one is normal, what is normal anyway?” “Why do you want to be normal, tell me please, what does that look like?”

 

In my head normal has a specific outline that it had to follow:

*Skinny

*Pretty

*Beautiful

*Happy

*Loving family

*Good friends

*The perfect life

 

As I have gone away to school, and set out on a journey to find myself, and discover who it is God created me to be, I have realized that we all have a normal. It’s our reality.

 

My normal is much different from my roommates normal, or my best friends normal, or even my brothers normal.

 

Normal is a weird word…. I am okay with not following my outline for what it means to be normal.

 

 

Watch This!: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_BLbj5q8_0

I know that look you’re given like you got something to prove. ‘Cause I have walked for miles and miles in that same pair of shoes. You refuse forgiveness like it’s something to be earned. But sometimes pain’s the only way that we can learn.

You can never fall too hard, so fast, so far that you can’t get back when you lost where you are. It’s never too late so bad, so much that you can’t change who you are.

Ohhhh, Ohhh, you can change who you are. Ohhh, ohhh.

You believe in freedom, but you dont know how to choose. You gotta step out of your feelings that you’re so afraid to lose. Everyday, yeah, you put your feet on the floor you gotta walk through the door, it’s never gonna be easy. But it’s all worth fighting for.

You can never fall too hard, so fast, so far that you can’t get back when you lost where you are. It’s never too late so bad, so much that you can’t change who you are.

Ohhhh, Ohhh, you can change who you are. Ohhh, ohhh.

Let the ashes fall wherever they land, come back from wherever you’ve been. To the foot of the cross to the feet of Jesus. The feet of Jesus.

You can never fall too hard, so fast, so far that you can’t get back when you lost where you are. It’s never too late so bad, so much that you can’t change who you are.

See, at the foot of the cross you change who you are. At the foot of the cross you change who you are.

Ohhhh, Ohhh, you can change who you are. Ohhh, ohhh.

It’s almost time to write about life.

I need to write. I need to write everything out.

 

 

But writing or talking brings tears….Not sure if I am so ready for that.

 

 

In other news, camp starts again on Sunday night…For some reason I am really really nervous…Lots of things have changed since two weeks ago…My friends are even noticing…. Praying I am still God focused enough to do what He has called me to do this summer.

 

Praying.