You can remember when you were a little kid, or at least know of a child who's parent said to then, "Oh, be still." Maybe you were anxious, annoying, or persistent with questions. In reply they told you, "be still".
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In the past week or so, I have been told on more than one occasion that there is more than one guy that is right for me. That I shouldn’t get discouraged if I don’t find “The One”. After all, there’s lots of guys that’d be good for me.
This one is hard to compile into one blog post. In my mind, I have written this post a thousand times. When I was little, I would lay in bed with my older sister and we would talk about what we would want in a husband. Typically, I try to place this category of thoughts 'on the back burner' so-to-speak, of my mind. Still, after all these years, I have compiled an extensive list of character traits I would want in a future guy. -Coming back to them required me to take inventory on my own life.... not only should I marry someone who has these traits, but I should have them in my own life. Don't expect something from a future mate that you don't do yourself. Maybe instead of seeking out potential boyfriends/girlfriends, we can put that energy to becoming the future mate they deserve.
These posts have been written many times in my mind, but I finally wrote them to post. :)
Recently, I have gone through Pinterest pages of Christian teenagers I know. It’s very much a downer to do so. You think you know someone until you see their profile. From fellow classmates in Kindergarten, classmates throughout the years, kids I used to go to church with, missionary’s kids, to camp kids. Many of which I thought a lot of, disappointed me. My expectations of them through observation were dropped hard. Some I wasn’t so surprised, others, shocked me. Never would I have guessed I would find what I found. I'm in love. Not just a little bit, rather head over heels. I'm in love with the most amazing guy ever! His love is all I need. He loves me, I know. He tells me, and shows me, daily. He's perfect in every way! He's the perfection of beauty. He is always faithful. He's so easy to talk to...which is a necessity for me. He always knows just what to say and do. He keeps me together. He knows exactly what I like, and what I don't. He knows me better than I know myself. He knows my desires, my dreams, and my faults, and yet loves me just the same. He will never leave me.He's sincere. He's so attentive, compassionate, and caring. He's amazing! He's already preparing the wedding!
Forever 21 is a popular clothing brand among teenagers and young-adults. Personally, it’s one of my favorites. I’ve had this intense urge to start a mall store chain and call it “Finally 22”. How awesome would that be?! I am not a ‘girly girl’ by any means, but I have my moments. Two of my favorite stores would be Bass Pro and Cabella’s, but I do love the mall. I enjoy fashion, and there is an abundance of it in a mall. (As well as, the over-priced, yet well loved, photo booth!) Among all the malls I have been in during the course of my life, many of which have a ‘Forever 21’, but I have yet to find a ‘Proverbs 31’.
This is an interesting age where many outer garments don’t cover as much as undergarments did years ago. The amount of material which is used in constructing an outfit is becoming smaller and smaller. You don’t have to look far to realize the clothing, or lack of clothing, on today’s generation. How has this turned into what is today. Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday......... We come upon an awkward moment - what to do when people are singing “Happy Birthday” to you. - or, what to write in Birthday cards.
Eighteen years ago (1 day, 15 hours, 24-ish minutes from now), I was born. Seven minutes later, my little sister. We were a package deal. Everything came in two’s, and was shared - like birthday’s. From that moment on, we were known as ‘the twins’. When we were little, we got dressed in matching clothes quite often. Typically, I had everything purple, and Rebecca, my sister, had everything pink. (Now, I absolutely despise the color of lavender!) It will be my little sister’s birthday as well, so this is for her..... 1 Corinthians 9
24 Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain. 25 And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible. 26 I therefore so run, not as uncertainly; so fight I, not as one that beateth the air: 27 But I keep under my body, and bring it into subjection: lest that by any means, when I have preached to others, I myself should be a castaway. I'm going to let you in on a secret of mine. There is a place that I go to a few times a week, I enjoy it, in fact, it is by far one of my favorite places on earth. However, lately, while I love it, and wouldn't trade any time there for the world, It hurts me to be there. I despise and hate this feeling. It's not that I don't enjoy being there, I love it, I anticipate it. But at the same time, my heart is continually beat down by things while I'm there. It's being smashed while simultaneously trying to be healed. The constant struggles I am faced with there. I mean, it's the big social event of the week. My lack of social skills, or extent of insecurities are overwhelming. This place?
“When I turned eighteen and graduated from high school, it’s as though God put my entire life in a box and began to shake it up. And He continued shaking it through my college years. Everything changed overnight and continued to change - my friends, my school, my family, my time, my jobs, everything. Only one thing remained constant - my God.”
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