Does dressing in the newest clothing make a person fashionable? According to society that is exactly the definition of “fashionable.” However, there are so many different styles to take into account. Styles such as: Name Brands, Punk, Prep, Country, Rocker, Skater, and more. So how can society limit the word “fashionable?” If a person dresses smart, he\she is considered nerdy. If a person dresses in all name brands, he\she is considered popular. This is why there are clicks in this world. People are so judgmental when it comes to appearance. Individuality is such a beautiful thing. We were all created different and in the image of God. Fashionable should be individual preference. Never should it be what the world thinks is best. If people began to see themselves as beautiful, because God made them, then there would never be anything about needing to fit in. Fashion would not even matter. Beauty is confidence.

The Liberty University Monogram stood alone and proud on the peak of the mountain. The normally bumpy dirt road was covered in snow. The cliffs seemed to tease and whisper “don’t slip.” Ice crushed underneath the wait of the tires of the family car as we drove up the mountain. The narrow road seemed to get smaller as snow mounted up on the sides. If another car were to come in the opposite direction, we would have to drive backwards down the slippery slope to get out of the way. The thought of going backwards sent a shiver down my spine. In the distance I heard trees snapping underneath thee wait of the ice and snow. Finally after a long slow paced ride we made it to the top. I looked in amazement at the details of the monogram. The letters “LU” was created by plants that brought color to the letters. Rocks surrounded the plants as if they were tracing the letters. There my family and I prayed and thanked God for the beauty that surrounded us.

Many times I have found that prayer is not the typical thing us as Christians do when faced with joy.  In fact, when everything is going great we forget to talk to God. It saddens me to think that the only time I turn to God is when I’m searching for His hand. I never seek after His face. God has been challenging me with this very thing for a few months now. I used to talk to God all the time. I would talk to Him as if we were speaking face to face. God has put that desire back into my heart and I am so grateful. Prayer is not just for talking to God. It is also for spending time with God. How awesome is that!? I get to spend time with my Savior who died and bled for me. Jesus is my resurrected hero! Just the other day I was in the café at school and saw one of the workers break down crying. I felt God tugging at my heart to go over and pray for her. I argued with God about not knowing her and other stupid excuses. Then I saw another co-worker go and hug her. Satan tried to tell me then that I was not needed even though God had given me clear instructions. Praise God that I chose to do as I was told rather than what I was tempted to do. I went over and laid my hand on her and asked if I may pray for her. She said “please do.” After praying she felt much better and encouraged. Now I know it was not me that made her feel better. God was the one who gave her peace. I am so blessed that God chose to use me to be a blessing. No matter what Satan may try to say to keep us from speaking to God we must not let it happen. We should not try to put it off until later because most likely we will forget. There is nothing in this world that can match the power of prayer and my God!  

I have come to the conclusion that my cat is half ninja. Piper, is The kitten my family got for Christmas. We had the choice between her or her sister. We chose her because she seemed more calm and loving. Though she loves me extremely, calm is not the correct description word for her. Many nights I will be trying my best to get my beauty sleep and I get abruptly awakened to piper pouncing on my head. She then runs wild all over the room and actually accomplished climbing halfway up the wall. My response to this action in the middle of the night normally consists of her being put in the closet. After a while I let her out and she tries to say I’m sorry by cuddling up to me in my bed and purring in my ear which puts me to sleep. I love my hyper piper so much!

Stand Strong

He laughed and said no

I just can’t believe

These tales of a god

They’re imaginary

I turned to run away

Feeling drowned in defeat

I say I try my best

But that is just a lie

Cause when put to the test

I always run and hide

I never once give it a second try

This is my prayer

I’m begging you

Give me the boldness

To push on through

Though they might say no

By my faith I will stand

They have been told

It’s all in your hands

Habakkuk 3: 17- 19 states:

Though the fig tree may not blossom, nor the fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no flood, Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls, Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. The Lord God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer’s feet, And He will make me walk on my high hills.

Friends

God has blessed me with some awesome friends at North Greenville University.  My first day on campus was pretty nerve racking. I thought I would never make any friends.  Though I am far from shy, confronting strangers is not my thing. However, God led the friends to me.  Tonight I was able to go play soccer on an in-door field and be part of my friend’s team. I actually scored once against these really tough guys so that made me happy. It is so cool how God planned not only my education out but also the friends I would make. I am so blessed to be serving a Savior that loves me and meets my every need no matter how small.