Sunday, November 25, 2012

:All At Once: A Little Brother Photo Shoot

I have 5 siblings. 4 brothers and 1 sister. And their all differently the same.
I love all my siblings, they're all special in their own ways. And maybe someday, I'll do a post on each of them. I've done a couple so far.

My sister Paige,
My brother Timothy,

But today I'm going to go on and on about my third to youngest brother. He's about to turn 10. He's got dark chocolate hair and eyes. And the cutest freckles. He's name is Jonathan. Or Jonny, as we call him. He's very grown-upish and wants to know everything. He loves to spike his hair and pick out his outfits. The boy knows fashion (which makes his big sister smile). <3

His birthday's in less than 2 weeks. And I can't believe it's been a decade since he was born. I can still remember being 4 and going to pick out a blanket at the store for him with my grandma and brother. I think we still have that blanket too. I should dig it out sometime....
Anyways, it doesn't feel all that long ago. I mean, wasn't it yesterday Jonny learned how to ride a bike? Did he just turn 7? I mean, it's like all at once, he's not so little anymore.
But he'll always be my goofball. And we'll always gang up on on our older brother and our sister.
He's always going to be my Jonny. :)

Friday, November 23, 2012

Ours: Thanksgiving: Short Post

If you stick by my side, I'll stick by yours. 
And when you don't stick by my side, I'll still be by yours.
Because whatever this life is. It's ours. 

BY V.M. 

Just a few photos from my Thanksgiving. My mom had her birthday on the 20th. My sister and I went over to my grandparents to help cook and clean. Getting the house ready for thanksgiving!
Then yesterday my family came over and we had a wonderful time. Listening to stories and telling jokes. Watching movies and teasing each other.
I think my favorite part about Thanksgiving is when we all gather around the meal and pray. :)

Friday, November 16, 2012

Chasing God

(1 Corinthians 25:31)

25 Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men.
26 For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called:
27 But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty;
28 And base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are:
29 That no flesh should glory in his presence.
30 But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption:
31 That, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord.

I read this for school the other day and it really spoke to me. It's comforting to know that my God is stronger than my fears and enemies. And it's humbling to know that God chooses the weak not the mighty. 
I've been learning about men in history who knew so much. Or better yet, thought they knew so much but lacked knowing God. And how all their knowledge didn't save them in the end. That all that they knew was nothing compared to God's wisdom. I think we get so caught up with trying to look smart or to gain knowledge so we are smart that we forget that we should be chasing God's wisdom. 
I definitely do not chase after God as much as I should. So many times I think that it doesn't matter what I do, God still loves me and always will. True as that may be, it's no excuse not to love Him back. 

So I will have to learn to chase God. Because He deserves it.   

Thursday, November 8, 2012

i do believe that it's the littlest things that are the loveliest of all

The little girl lays in the meadow full of beautiful flowers with her teddy bear.
She rolls over and looks at the bear.
'Mr. Bow-Tie, why do you think the sky is blue. i think it is because the grass was already green. and it's not nice to steal something's that is somebody else's. you remember that Mr. Bow-Tie, do you hear me. remember to never take want doesn't belong to you.' 

The five year old rolled back over and fell asleep, Teddy bear safely under her arm.

Six way too short years later the little girl who wasn't so little anymore was playing tag with her friends. They laughed and danced and giggled. They were having so much fun. a rusted, loud pick-up pulled into the drive-way. As the giggles turned into dead silence, the girl's drunk father tripped out of the truck.
And when he saw the girls' smiles and the last few giggles, the anger from day spilled out. he yelled and shouted. The girls ran away, back to their safe homes. But the one little girl who's not so little anymore just stood there. What was she to do? She had no where else to go. This was the only place that had given her love, even if it was just hate that she imagined was love. For she longed for love the most.
Her father looked at his only child. The child that he saw as ungrateful and a burden. What God saw was a broken, scared, lost little girl. But her father wasn't God and didn't know of Him.
So he did what people do. They get mad, they forget their matters. He yelled long and hard at his child. Then he took her last little ray of hope. He took her teddy bear. He took it and threw it into the river. Then he dragged the girl into the house. He told her to stay and she did, for the fear was too great.
 But she cried herself to sleep.

After struggling on her own, after searching for someone who loved her, she finally gave up. She gave up her life to God because she saw that she never could have found Him, for He had already found her.
So her life changed. It was still very hard at times, and she still at times tried to run from God's love. But He always found her and pulled her back.

Now all grown up, twenty-five, our little girl is living alone in an little house and is best friends with her neighbor. She met him at the cafe she works at downtown. He said hi and suddenly she remembered a little boy saying hello a long, long time ago.

'Well, hello. Do I know you from somewhere?' 

'Maybe what's your name?' 

'What's your name?' 

Turns out it was the girl she had known way back in time. Her family had owned the meadow, she played in. And pretty soon they were besties. She even got a new teddy bear.

'When you told me that you had lost your old one I decided to buy you a new one.'

'Thank you but why did you do this. I mean, it's just a little bear, nothing that important.'

'Maybe, but I do believe it's the littlest things that are the loveliest of all.'