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“The intense prayer of the righteous is very powerful.” James 5:16

What a beautiful day it has been that God has given me. My entire day has been thread together by Him in so many little ways that now make sense to me.

Passion

I’m at freshman orientation handing out The Traveler and talking to students interested in journalism. All morning this has been very rewarding for me, talking to bright-eyed, bushy-tailed students with a wonderful four years ahead of them to discover who they are. One girl that particularly struck me was interested in journalism and writing and was just overjoyed that she found our table. Come to find out she graduated from BHS (as did I) and we began talking like friends do. Just seeing the joy and excitement in her eyes of finding something on campus that she could be a part of was nearly enough to just make my day. Thus, my realizations of the morning are how much I love being a mentor or leader in someone’s life.

Prayer

I come back to the office to find a forwarded email from my mom about prayer. It began by saying that we often find ourselves too busy during the day to say a prayer. Everything has to be accomplished asap, so we often forget to speak to God in prayer about it before we react. However, we should really think about the acronym differently…

When there’s work to do, deadlines to meet; You’ve got no time to spare, but as you hurry and scurry- Always Say A Prayer.

This very simple idea had a profound effect on me, as my life lately has been characterized by being busy- too busy to praise the God who created us.

Passion and Prayer

I had received an email at the end of the semester about becoming a mentor for freshmen. It looked appealing and I strongly considered applying, but it fell to the bottom of my list of things to do. Today I remembered that email- thinking about how much I enjoyed it this morning and how wonderful it would be to help even a handful of freshmen. I got home and began looking through old journals when God placed me on a page from 2008 that read, “Lord, I really feel you calling me toward spending my free time in conversation club. Also, how about mentoring students?” and that’s all I ever said about it. I honestly have no clue why I wrote that and can’t remember any reason why I would think about mentoring, but it secured my thoughts all day.

What an incredible God we have who will use anything such as a curious freshman, an email and old journals to lead me to glorifying Him and revealing part of His purpose for my life.



She’s just bein’ Miley

As we all know, I used to.. yes, used to… be obsessed with Miley Cyrus. I thought it was the greatest thing ever that so many people thought I looked like her and I just really wanted to be friends with her, but recently things have changed. She has become too scandalous, raunchy and very bluntly, skanky. It is a sad day in my book to move her down the friend list, but it had to be done.

However, while shopping today I found some cutoff black jean shorts that I loved, but very much made me think of Miley- who is now famous for her booty shorts. (She’s seventeeeeeeen!!) Now I promise my shorts are not nearly as skanky as these, but she would in fact wear them I believe. Which leads me to think I will always hold a special place in my heart for Miley, and definitely Hannah Montana (which if you don’t know the difference between the two, please contact me. Or watch Disney).

“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.” – Marilyn Monroe

Introduction-ish

I personally don’t like reading introductions, and I definitely don’t like writing them, so I wasn’t going to write one about myself and the purpose of this blog.

However, I think a good introduction to myself comes in sharing my thoughts on the ride home from Conway- a wonderful weekend of wedding planning, water park-ing and countless laughs and memories with incredible people.

As I was driving home listening to High School Musical and eating/playing with twizzlers, I thought about how much of a little kid I am. I’ve known this, but it really hit home this weekend when:

1. Someone told me I look like Hannah Montana and it was the biggest compliment in the world.

2. This certain someone’s brother told me I was 17 for bejeweling my phone and wearing metallic fingernail polish.

3. I got so excited to be on “vacation” so I could eat Twizzlers, Mike&Ike’s and drink Rooster Booster.

4. I created a scene in the frozen yogurt shop.

I am not ashamed of any of these things, in fact that’s just who I am. So, when will I grow up? Do I ever need to? Will I always be a kid at heart?