soaked shoes and cancelled plans

Rain blue flowers

Some see rain and they think about how the rain will soak their shoes

and hair

and clothes

and books

Some see rain and they think about how they wish they were still in bed

with a good book

with a cup of coffee

with a day away from school

Some see rain and they think about the drive to work

the walk to class

the time outdoors

the cancelled plans

Some see rain and they hate it

they despise it

they wish for it to cease

But what happens

when a forest fire

is raging and soaring and singing and thriving

And the sky is painted orange, and the ground is painted black

Could you only imagine

what would happen

if we were out there

and faintly in the distance

slowly approaching

we saw the same rain

that we had grown to dislike?

Perhaps we could see the importance,

finally,

of perspective.

curveballs

Something that I find very important and very critical in my life is time management. Both internally and externally (where I’m spending my thoughts and what I am spending my physical actions doing), time proves to be such a valuable resource. Being in college, and fresh into college at that, I have quickly learned that time is very, very valuable. I have also learned that time is one of those resources that we have tools to manage. Where you spend your time defines you. What you say does not define you. The amount of energy you put into something expresses where your true desires and intentions are held. You may verbalize something that contradicts how you act or the demeanor you carry; unfortunately in certain situations, your actions are a more accurate depiction of your character.

So spend your time doing thing that are uplifting and encouraging to both your body and your mind. Invest time in developing your spiritual faith. Spend time on things that are important and beneficial.

Another thought I had today is how you can use your time to mold your life. You have every bit of control over your actions. Everything you say and everything you do is under your command. Every word elicited from your mouth is a representation of you and nobody forces you to express it. Every action you perform is because you made the decision to take the time, whether it is seconds or minutes or hours or days or months, and perform that action. You may not have control over what happens to you. But you have control over how you react, how you manage situations, and how you choose to live. So let’s start being responsible for our actions. Let’s start choosing to do things that make us better, more wholesome, and more fruitful sons and daughters of Christ.

Take this with you – time is a gift, and you are the recipient. It is precious, and you are the golden beholder. You cannot control what happens to you or why it happens, but you can control how to respond, how to react, and how to behave. You have been given the ability to manifest your time and strengths in God, and no matter how many curveballs life sends buzzing towards you, you’re not standing at that plate by yourself.

Have an amazing week full of hot coffee, breezy weather, and time well spent 🙂

i am;

I am a morning full of thoughts

and slow, perfect sips of coffee

I am the protagonist of a torn, soft cover novel

I am the curve that makes a graph infinite

I am red lipstick carefully, meticulously applied

I am a reddish smeared napkin placed haphazardly in the garbage

I am the silence in a room full of noise

I am the sober words of a heavy conversation at midnight

I am not the crash of the wave,

but I am the slow, steady, and always constant pull back into a chaotic sea

Happy Friday guys, a poem written by yours truly

Thoughts of Thanks

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This morning, I rolled over onto my side and looked at my clock. 7:57. I decided to wake and embrace the quietness before this undeniably busy, beautiful day begins. As I was climbing out of bed, I reached over to turn on my bedside lamp. Warm, saturated, yellow light filled my perfectly messy room. I put on my record player and brewed myself a cup of coffee. The tranquility of these simple tasks evolved into an array of simple, thankful thoughts. There are many misconceptions about the reality of people only being “thankful” on Thanksgiving, but I am inclined to believe that this premise isn’t true. It is very obvious that attention is brought to what we are thankful for on this day marked as “a day of thanks giving”. But I truly believe people are thankful every day, even if in a very small way. I know I have been thankful for something as odd and miniscule as my eyebrows before (for preventing an influx of sweat into my eyes!). I have been thankful for bad situations that have turned into intricately developed lessons learned. I am always thankful for my ever loving parents, sisters, and brother. I am not boasting, however. Because there are times I am stressed beyond my control (or so this is what my mind believes). I have been ungrateful for many things in my life. I will never be able to fully comprehend the merciful grace my God has bestowed upon me. He, after all, is what we should be most thankful for. I have watched my family, friends, and strangers go through unthinkable times and remain thankful. Victims of robbery that have asked for prayer for the robber. Families that have had their children, brothers, and sisters murdered and have asked for mercy on the killer. I pray my heart becomes as tender and compassionate as the hearts these individuals possess. Life, so many times, can make a genuine person shallow and unappreciative. And that is why I am thankful for days like today. Where we are consciously and incessantly reminded to “be thankful”.

Along with my inundation of grateful thoughts this morning, another thought rose to my mind. I am not entirely sure why or what triggered it. The only explanation I can come to is that sometimes God places thoughts on our minds for dwelling and understanding. I thought to myself the repetitive phrase I have heard many times from exposures of marketing techniques and, of course, my parents. “Nothing in life comes free” I thought to myself. Proceeding this thought was that this statement is wholly and utterly false. I started thinking to myself all of the things in life that are free. My family offers love and devotion to me for absolutely no price. The moments I spend with my sisters discussing projects we want to do, the anticipation we share for our little Ezra, the excitement we have for Christmas, and the always present, meaningful support we extend to each other has no price tag. The care, advice, and generosity my brother in law shows towards my education and college decisions are things I couldn’t pay for and am so thankful for. The generous sacrifices of time, money, labor, comfort, energy, and passion my parents undoubtedly and unthinkably show me on a daily basis are things I don’t deserve. Love is eternal and absolutely, positively free. Materialistic things, though I do favor them and get trapped in the worldly perception of them, are not free. My hope for today is that I can shatter my love for “things” and nurture my love for people and emotion. I will keep this thought at the forefront of my mind today as I am enveloped by the love from phenomenal people I am blessed to call my family.

I want to wish everyone who reads this post a very Happy Thanksgiving. May you spend it happily engrossed in conversation and delectable food!

“I always thank God for you because of His grace given you in Christ Jesus. For in Him you have been enriched in every way, in all your speaking and in all your knowledge” 1 Corinthians 1:4-5 NIV