The Prize Not the Pain

The rope is burning my hands. As I slowly gain inch by inch of the rope, my hand continues to burn and blister. One more tug, two, three. I start to feel like the blisters are only a small price to pay for the treasure I am luring in. Still though, I feel the swelling and bleeding that slowly starts to take my mind from my work. No, I tell myself. Nothing should get in the way of this for me, nothing will stop me from reaching the finish line.
I slowly start to tug with more ferocity knowing that one day I will be grateful that I continued. The blisters burn and bleed but I ignore them now. I can see the gem sparkling in the sunlight as I make the final heave and pull it from the well. My face shows tired lines of age and my body starts to weaken. But none of that matters to me now. The rope tightened as I pulled the most beautiful diamond out from inside the dark well.

Layers

You are You. No one can define you or try to judge you and get the proper result. People that sand before you only break down the pieces of you that they see; that you give them. They can pick at it, tear at it, peel it apart, but the will never find the real you.

You" is the answer you give the wind or the conversations you have in the deep of the night.

Your heart is the treasure. The X on the map. The unprotected Jem of your thought and feelings. Once you hand it over, you've given it away. The theif will peel at you slowly; uncovering joy, hate, pain, and lve. You cringe...

The theif pulls off his hood and fils the room with immense light and wonderful glory. The theif is no robber at all, rather a tailor. He fixes up all the bruises and returns your broken layers. He hands it back and hugs you, comforts you, and fills your heart.

The New Me.

When I gazed into the crystal waters, I saw the new me. The me that had been hiding behind an open door, just waiting to emerge. The me that had be there all along but hadn't been ready to commit. The me who is so much happier.

When I stared at the mountains and the trees I saw the me that was more God-confident. The person who was finaly ready to hand it all over to Him and to accept the new life He had offered. The me who wasn't scared anymore.

I like this new me.......I've opened myself up to the God of the universe and have only gained, not lost. God is so amazing!

Aging

The adult mind is so consumed with image and apearance that it forgets the youthful thoughts and attitudes that it used to value and cherish. They have all been replaced with "reason" and "maturty". But if you stop and really think about it, the media has redifined the meaning of the word "reason" to the point of it not even meaning anything important. Things that are reasonable in this day and age can be disgustingly brutal an uncalled for. It is disappointing that my mind has matured and has been able to wrap its spongy arms around these concepts. When I was younger, the sunny weather or the cloudy sky was all that I was worried about.

But I guess that's one of the rainstorms of life. You lose the loves of your childhood and you gain the responsibility of the world yet that spark of your memories comes back to you every now and again. ;)

Comfort For Today

Ecclesiastes 5:18-20

18Then I realized that it is good and proper for a man to eat and drink, and to find satisfaction in his toilsome labor under the sun during the few days of life God has given him—for this is his lot. 19 Moreover, when God gives any man wealth and possessions, and enables him to enjoy them, to accept his lot and be happy in his work—this is a gift of God. 20 He seldom reflects on the days of his life, because God keeps him occupied with gladness of heart.

~These verses were really comforting to me today. Verse 20 made me feel very confident that the Lord would keep me happy with my fuure if I continue to follow Him. :) I am in for a peaceful and content life with the Lord.

Putting Together The Pieces!

When your glass breaks, glue it back together,
When your glass is half empty, tell yourself it's half full;
When you feel like you can't take anymore, rejoice in the opportunities you've had,
And when you feel like giving up, just tell yourself your almost there.

Let People Go and Bring Yourself In!

The dependance of a person goes beyond what they think they know about themselves. Somebody might never realize how dependant they are on a certain person until they have to be seperated from them. However, this can be an essential and important part of life. If you love somebody very much, you will most likely feel very dependant of them. Make sure though, that your dependance goes beynd mere need. Make sure that love is at the very end of your dependant ladder. If you need somebody that badly you might want to step back from the ladder and see if you can climb it by yourself. This might be hard, but when you reach the top, you might realize that the person you started climbing with isn't somebody that you need in the same way after all. Maybe they can become a friend that you will visit with after the ladder is climbed. You might just find that it is much better to just go in and climb it alone...Just you, your confidence, and your Creator...

My Prayer

My prayer for today...

Please let everything with my friends just slide over.
Please help them to all realize that friends can work things out.

Help me to be the change I want to see in Kory and in my friends.
Help me to produce "the good fruit" and to be gentle and patient.
Help me to wait...

Please comfort the family with the moving situation.
Please bless Dad with peace and the ability to make a decison.

Please help Kory and I to work things out and get along.
Help me to be patient and willing to listen to him and what he wants in the relationship.

Help me to be cheerful at work and to realize the gifts that I have.
Let my attitude be cheerful at home, work, and school and help me to focus.

I want to improve....

Good Morning World!

Goodmorning world!

I'm ready for the challenge today! I feel like my heart is an open window that is drinking in the beautiful sunlight that we call life. Not everyday can be full of pleasure, but my heart is ready to start filtering out all the dust and sand to be left with the beautiful pearl.

I want to become somebody that enjoys those small moments. Someone who can be known for their happy personality and constant strength. I am so blessed to still have my wonderful gift. I need to enjoy each day as it comes.

Stargirl's Time Poem

Who Came up with minutes, anyway?

Who needs them?

Name one good thing a minute's ever done.

They shorten fun and measure misery.

Get rid of them, I say.

Down with minutes!

And while you're at it-take hours

with you too. Don't get me started

on them.

Clocks that's the problem.
Every clock is a nest of minutes and hours.

Cocks strap us into their shape.

Instead of headingfor the nearest star, all we do

is corkscrew.

Clocks lock us into minutes, make Ferris wheel

riders of us all, lug us round and round

from number to number,
dice the time of our lives into tiny bitsuntil the bits are all we know

and the only question we care to ask is

"What time is it?"