Thursday, September 22, 2011


  The past couple of times I have been more happy than normal. I think I'm finally getting past some of the stuff that I have been struggling with. I hope that I can keep this up. The D-groups on Wednesdays seem to be helping. The only thing that I seem to be struggling about is a friend of mine. She has the seizures that are caused by stress. No one can seem to fathom it. I don't really know what to do. Every Wednesday night we will joke around while the songs are going on, and when the sermon hits, that's when things get interesting. We'll watch her until wee think that she is going to fall into a seizure.
  My best friend is so strong about it. He knows what to do, he knows how to keep her calm, and most of all, he's always there for her. I feel so bad because I panic. I never know what to do. I just wish I could do something more for her. She is an awesome girl but my best friend can do so much more and I  hate feeling weak.
  Makes me wonder why things like this happen. She doesn't deserve it. She's a great girl but her home life is a little rough. And there is no way to stop it. I hate how the World is unfair like that. I mean, I know that life sucks and it's not always fair, but she doesn't deserve that! I hate how bad things happen to good people. I need wisdom and understanding. I know God has a plan, but it's so hard to do his will when things are tough. It reminds me of Job.
  Ya' know, its funny. A friend of mine yesterday asked for my bible. After giving it to him, he turns to the book of Job. I know it's not just a coincidence. God is trying to show me something. Job, despite the fact that things were hard contently, he never gave up hope. He always had faith in God, and NOW look at him; look at how big he is. One day I hope I can stand trial, and be able to stay strong in my faith. I hope that one day I will be able to stand up for God, and have faith in him always.
  I have heard God's VOICE for goodness sakes. I hope I can stand strong, stand the test. Never give up, never give up hope, not quit. I stand before you now, issuing a challenge. Right now. I want to please God in all I do. I want to be God's warrior. I can stand my ground. I know you can too. Until next time.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

All Glory to God

 Yesterday was absolutely amazing. I got to do one thing that not very many people get to do these days; I got to walk with God. I didn't see him but I certainly got to take a walk with him. I got to have a conversation with him like I do with my regular friends. I feel so honored to be able to do something like that. I may go for another walk today. I love how God works. I truly felt God that night.
  Right now I plan on talking to the guy I like next hour. I really like him and he has no idea. He is in two of my classes. I'm not entirely sure what to do. I hope I don't screw this up. :/ most likely I will tho. Sometimes I don't want a boyfriend, but other times, I just want to feel loved like everyone else. I really like him and he has no idea. He fits all of my standards but he is way too good for me. Why is it that all of the people that I care for are either taken or not interested. Everyone wants to feel loved. Even me. There are people who like me at my school but none of them seem right. Don't get me wrong, theyr nice. But they just don't fit the standards I have set.
  It's funny. I was talking to someone who told me that I have too high of standards. I don't think so. I just think that I'm waiting for the right person to show up. Why is it that I can feel better at nigh, but during the day I just feel so lifeless and empty? I hate it. I don't understand why I struggle with this! Why do I have to go through this? I don't understand. At least I have D-group tonight. I'm going to invite him to church tonight, but he goes to his own church. I still hope he goes. It would mean a lot to me if he did. -sigh- What if I have too high of standards? I hope not.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Trials of Many Kinds

  Will life ever get easier? It seems like I'm always going through a trial. I know James 1 says, "Consider it pure joy my brothers when you face trials of many kinds." I don't know about you, but I don't feel joyful. With us not having a car things are really rough. I'm getting really sick of having to tell my friends why I wasn't at church or why I can't hang out. Don't get me wrong, the church just up to road from our house is pretty cool, and I happen to know one of the sponsors. But, I miss my church. I miss my friends. I miss being able to hang out with friends. I miss the way things used to be. I feel like I have so much pressure on me right now. And I feel like I have to keep in all in. I feel like I have to pretend like I have it all together when truth is, I don't. I'm sick of this life. I just wish that we didn't have to worry. I know God has a plan for me, but when will this plan take place?!
  God has a plan and I know it will happen on his timing, but I'm sick of waiting. I feel like I'm a sitting duck. Waiting for God to show me a sign. Makes me wonder if he DOES have a plan. I mean, if he had a plan, why would God just let me struggle? It doesn't make any sense. Why would God tell me to have joy that I'm struggling, and we don't even have a car?? I miss my friends. A lot. And it's only been a week. They're what keeps me strong. My best friend believes me even when I can't believe in myself. I wonder why that is.
  He saw good in me when I hated myself. I heard a saying, "If you don't like you, how can you expect others to like you?" Witch is kinda right. I mean, if you don't like yourself, how can you expect others to enjoy spending time with you? Food for thought.
 Love you guys! Until next time.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Livin' life

  As you know, my blog name is Livin' life. And I have been thinking, What does that mean? An old friend told me last week that when your in high school, school is either your kingdom, or your own personal version of hell. What high schools don't get is that the school is ONE body. One. One with everybody creating it. Say in school you were to  take out the rejects that were cast out anyway. Then you take away the emo, then the neutral..etc. If you go on long enough, soon, the school is just a building. The school is not the building but what makes up the school. Why is it that you walk into a school and all you see are either couples kissing in the hall, or groups. Emos, preps, nerds, geeks.. sure everyone is different, but if everyone stopped going to school, what would happen? It would just be an empty building. You forget that its that everyone as a whole makes up the school.
  I hate how everyone separates themselves into groups. Because what about the ones in the corners? What about the ones on the bus that sit by themselves? What about the girl who has no friends or the boy with a limp that wasn't accepted because he wasn't good enough? Usually, they're they're the ones that walk into a school and shoot someone then turn the gun on themselves. People think that a way to fix it is having a police officer there all the time helps, or a medical detector.. What about someone taking the time to walk up to that person and saying hi? Someone taking the time to take them out for coffee and listen to them? What about making a friend? Last time I checked, everyone needs a friend. Even them. Even you. So the next time YOU see someone who looks sad or upset, take the time to walk up to them and ask for their name. Ask them how they are and listen. 
  Sometimes all you need is a friend. A friend can make a huge difference in life. They can save lives, they can change the world. It only takes 1. Look at George Washington, Abe Lincoln, Martin Luther.. All were told they were crazy. All made a difference in this country. All famous for there honor. YOU can be the next one. All it takes is taking the time for change a life. You can be the next person. Or, you can change someone's life, and THEY will make a difference BECAUSE of you. We can make a difference in people's lives. Because God lives in me. I want to live life with everything that I am. Who's with me?