Thursday, September 27

I walk in blessed assurance...

I had a wonderful conversation today with a beautiful person who held my heart for so long. He is incredible and I am so glad things between us are working out just how I'd always dreamed they would. He understands, I understand, and we finally understand the same things.

:) There's nothing better than finding completion in something that not too long ago seemed too lost in translation... Now we're back. We're better than ever.

Saturday, September 22

Remedy

He is the remedy. He is the band aid. He is the one I need to build a better relationship with. I'm tired of going to church to go for the social life. Pursuing God is about loving His people and following Him, not using His people as a filler for my life. My life is full. My life is vibrant. It's all because He chose the path that I have in store. I need to run to Him. I need to be the Christian He wants me to be.

HE IS THE REMEMDY FOR A SICK SOUL

Monday, September 17

Fellowship of the Unashamed

This is probably going to become my battle cry for life. I found it in some book I read.

""" I am part of the "Fellowship of the Unashamed." I have Holy Spirit power. The die has been cast. I've stepped over the line. The decision had been made. I am a disciple of His. I won't look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my presence makes sense, and my future is secure. I am finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreaming, tame visions, mundane talking, chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals!
I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded or rewarded. I now live by presence, learn by faith, love by practice, live by prayer, and labor by His power.
My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions few, my guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, diluted, or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popular, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.
I won't give up, shut up, let go, or slow up until I've preached up, prayed up, paid up, stored up, and stayed up for the cause of Christ. I am a disciple of Jesus. I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work until He stops me. And when He comes for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me- my banner will be clear. """

Apparently this quote's been out there, I did some research and it has listed among its original staters 3 different ones. Anonymous, an African martyr, and Overlake's former pastor Bob Moorhead. Well, whoever it was, they were definitely connected to Him deeply.

Saturday, September 15

I wanna soar like the eagles...

Dreams are just realities unrealized.

Semper somnia. Carpe somnia.

A Letter To A Friend,

Dear Friend,

You may be down, you may be sad, you may not understand why things are the way they are, and you may not feel like you're alright in your situation but there is a few things you need to know. You are loved, you are valued, you will get through the struggles, and you will see the other side. It may be a while but it will come.

Don't let the people around you affect your happiness. Do what your heart tells you to do, don't let anything other than your faith affect your decisions.

You are amazing. You are a part of my life forever.

Love you unconditionally, Amanda Marie (your mandabear).

Tuesday, September 4

hiding between reality and eternity

Hiding between the satin sheets is a promise to be broken
Hiding between the pages is a lie waiting to be told.

Hiding between my emotions insecurity breeds within me.
There's bridges to be crossed and bridges to be burned,
but where to go when the last bridge is the last bridge to cross?

When will I be okay, when will I let fear break me?
Is this really directed towards me, or a vent of emotion?

I'm tired of you living in my life, where there's nothing but tension,
Constantly on the rise.
I'm tired of being forced into yours, where you're losing the battles,
and the battle's always beating you.

Thank God, Thank God for telling me to go.
To me, you're now nothing but a solid shadow.
Goodbye dear friend.