Sunday, July 20, 2014

to the ones


To the 11 year old asleep on the couch, you are a rebel and take after your big sister.

To the girl I've known all my life, you are you and don't pretend to be anything else. 

To the little boy who loves spiderman, please don't grow up too fast.

To the photographer, you are like my big sister and you light up the world around you.

To the brown-eyed bestie, you my darling are stronger than you know. 

To the girl who loves the villains over the heroes, you have me on your side.  

To the go-get-her, you seize life and hold on to it. 

To Mr. Sarcasm, you are indeed facetious. 

To the real-life Ariel, you are pure sweetness. 

To the advice giver, your words are seeds that grow.

To the organizer, you go so fast and reach so high. 

To the chocolate lover, you don't even have to speak to inspire.

To the girl with freckles, you balance out the crazy. 


To the ones I love, there is more of you than this list can hold, so just believe me when I say this. 

Nothing compares to what we have. It is a once in a lifetime dream and it has come true. 


V 

Thursday, July 17, 2014

fleeting beauties


Here I am, sitting in front of my family's woodstove (which obviously isn't in use). I'm scrolling through some beach wedding photos taken by an amazing photographer, and as I see the bride's bouquet I start thinking and end up with this thought. Or a thought similar, my memory's not that great. :)

Flowers are so beautiful but yet they die. We use them for a little while but they don't last forever. 

And I was so inspired I started writing this here post.   

Flower start out as seeds, just little things that are barely anything. But with soil, water, and sun they grow. And as they grow they begin to bloom. And their beauty unfolds. Some live for years while others only for a season. They are grown, sold, re-planted and sometimes abandoned. 

Sounds a lot like people. We start out so tiny yet so alive, amazing creations that only a King could make. But with His care we grow and grow. And we always need food, water, love, sunlight, and more. And our beauty blooms, God's most magnificent creation. Made in His own image. 
But we don't get the same care from other people like we do from God. Like the flower, we are cut, hurt, abandoned, left behind, torn up, and broken. 

And like the flower, we do not last forever. We live and we die. But there is a difference between the flower and the person. And that is the person has hope. Hope, if they surrender to their Maker. 
There's is no hope for the flower, its beauty will grown and then fade out. Alive for a season and never returning for the next. 

My point I guess is that don't live your life like the flower. Hopeless and without escape. God has made a way of escape for His most loved creation. His death on the cross has paid the debt for our sins. And we must repent and believe. 

"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."

-Matthew 11:28-30

"The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word our God shall stand for ever."

-Isaiah 40:8
  

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Wednesday, July 9, 2014

these summertime days


My summer has been a bit on the crazy side of things. The whole month of June I spend running. To baseball games and swimming with friends. It was a fast pace change from the oh-so-normal track of school.
I am so glad to be done with school for now. 
It is now July. And things have slowed down. Except for 4H judging and getting project done in time, everything is summer days. There is something almost magical about summer days. Every time they come back around I'm a kid again. The wind rushing in my ears and the heat of the sun on my shoulders. The laughter of my friends. But my favorite thing about these days is the nothingness. 
For many people summertime means business but for me it never has. Probably because ever since I was little when school was over we just relaxed and enjoyed being alive. I was outside. Swimming, playing tag, and riding my bike. 

I miss being little and having nothing to stress over. So I try not to stress, not to panic, not to freak out. God is my rock through everything. He reminds me that things will work out and He's got it under control. 
So let go and enjoy these summer days. 


V