Monthly Archives: November 2011

Wow Factor

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Today I was looking through a girl’s photography on Facebook – it was AMAZING. It was so amazing…that it inspired me.

Now, photography has inspired me multiple times. In fact, there have been phases where my camera and photography is my life…and it still usually is with me most the time anyway. But, what happens is that someone inspires me, sparks something, and eventually the spark dies away.

“May 29, 2011
So today’s daily bread was about “keeping the wonder” and I was thinking, it’s happening to me. That “omg” factor is starting to disappear. I feel like the reason, or one of the many, is because I get so easily distracted by wordly things. I pray God brings me back.”

This was in one of my journals. I know that the fading spark definitely happened to me with my relationship with God. If you look through my old blogs, you’d be able to see where that fell. But, that’s what we don’t want to happen.

The only way to keep the fire burning is if you keep feeding it. If you get inspired, turn the inspiration to your reality…and keep it burning. Keep your relationship with God burning.

Don’t let the WOW factor disappear.

“The Lord is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation.” -Psalm 118:14

It’s Okay to Be Weak

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Today, I had no homework (in fact, this is the third day in a row..) so I ended up reading several blog posts from other people. It’s a while since I’ve sat down reading posts, but I can assure you this was something I needed.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately, about so many different things. Morals, grades, God’s plan for me, and who I am…are all of these a part of God’s will? Sometimes, I feel like I’m over thinking and that God doesn’t want me to think too far out because he already has it planned. To be honest, my question is still in the process of being answered. However, reading the blogs really helped. Something stood out to me: it’s okay to be weak.

First of all, it’s okay to be weak, everyone has a weakness. If God made you like that, don’t be ashamed of it…just work on it and throughout time God will make you stronger.

Second: “Don’t hide behind a fake smile; find a reason for a real one.”  I looooved this. So much. I think this was the weakness that triggered a lot of my thoughts. No, I’m not depressed or anything, but so much of the time I sit there trying to please everyone and keep smiling so it looks like I’m not a boring person. Is that who God made me? Nope, not at all.

God knows how to make me smile…I just have to look for them. Smile for the right reasons, not to hide who you are. Oh…and don’t be awkward for unnecessary reasons. I need to be who I truly am – who God has made me. 

It’s okay t0 be weak, just accept it and God will help you through.

And lastly, I literally just opened my Bible up to this page, but it means a lot (:

“Be strong and courageous, and do the work. Do not be afraid or discouraged, for the Lord God, my God, is with you.” -1 Chronicles 28:20

Blessed With Another Day

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After I came home from school today, my day pretty much went downhill. My sister and I got in a huge fight…and it definitely turned the night upside down. Thankfully, I didn’t have any homework due the next day (I had finished it the night before, and good thing I did!) so I literally wasted my day. I took a 2 hour nap, ate dinner, looked online for a job *that I didn’t find*, took a shower…and pretty much a list of redundant things happened. I mean, not that I don’t need to take a shower or anything, but these things are like ‘you gotta do them anyway!’ kinda things. But anyways, overall my day was just a waste.

Now I’m ready to go bed, and it’s only 11. Surprise? I was actually ready to go to bed at 9:30, which is really unexpected coming from me, but I was finishing up little things and did my daily routine of praying…and afterwards, I came to the conclusion that I can’t waste days like this.

“How long will you lie there, you sluggard? When will you get up from your sleep?” -Proverbs 6:9

It all goes back to the taking everything for granted concept. When we don’t realize the value of each and every day of our lives, we feel useless. Yes, today might’ve sucked. But it was a lesson God wanted to teach, and that shouldn’t have stopped me from being productive the rest of the day. We don’t know if God wants us to be alive tomorrow, or if our final day is next week. We don’t know! Just like that quote: Live like it’s your last day. Actually, I don’t know if it’s a quote, but it definitely fits right in. If God blesses you with another day, don’t just sleep through it because it’s ‘another day’, it IS ANOTHER DAY! Watch your attitude, and be thankful you’re alive another day.

At school, the announcements always end with a “make it a great day or not, the choice is yours”. We all laugh at it, but as cheesy as it sounds, it’s true. You choose whether the day is beautiful. (I read that on another blog too haha)

🙂

Crown of Creation

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For church I had to do a write up about a lesson in our Sunday School Book. It was called “Crown of Creation.” This kind of summarized pretty much everything I blog about, but I just thought I’d post it. 🙂

Don’t you hate seeing people litter? Or people unnecessarily wasting food… or paper? Yeah yeah…I know that’s something we all occasionally do, but seriously…doesn’t that make you mad?

So much of the time we fail to realize how blessed we are, and take everything for granted. How God created us, where God placed us, and the future God planned for us is what we continuously take for granted. According to the Sunday School Book we are also the CROWN OF CREATION, which is a HUGE responsibility we never recognize.  

God created us in a very unique way. We all know the story of how he made us in his own image, but have you ever realized that no other creature in this earth can analyze, imagine, and do things just like us? The Sunday School book says that we are created only slightly lower than heavenly beings. That’s crazy. You know what else that means? That we have greater responsibility. We are supposed to keep the earth clean and keep the animals safe. Also, resources guys, resources! We are supposed to be examples for the earth, not some lazy humans wasting energy…otherwise God would’ve made us some useless animal or something.

Being examples also refers to the way we treat people. God created all men (and women) equal, and if God treats everyone equally, we’re supposed to too. The media in our time is SO corrupting, and encourages racism and sexism. Clearly, that’s not the example we should follow. The only example we should follow is God.

“And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God and God in him.” -1 John 4:16

God is love, and that’s the example we need to experience, follow, and set. That’s when we learn how to NOT take things for granted and HOW to take care of our community – with love. It is all from God and his plan…he did appoint us crown of creation.. 🙂

Through Other Folks

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“What happens to a little girl when she doesn’t listen to her parents on a Sunday night? She ends up inthe ER at 9:30 gasping for air. Obviously you can tell that, that little girl was me. I mean I keep telling my parents, “Mom I’m 16, stop treating me like I’m 5.” But last night pretty much proved that sometimesI really am only a 5 year old girl needing to be spoon fed decisions. Anyways, let’s back track to the beginning of this month, October.

October is the month where I got grounded. Ha, Me? Getting grounded? That’s unheard of from my parents. But sadly it’s true. I was grounded because I lied to my parents. Now some may say it was just “bad timing”, but the truth is I really did lie and I deserved what was being given to me. You probably want to know of this “horrible lie” I had said, so I’ll tell you the brief version. It’s pretty ironic.

We, meaning Salome, Anita, and Me, where driving back home from a youth bible study from one of the houses. It’s about a 30 minute drive and my parents decided to go down to that house just as I was leaving to do the favorable thing and “house visit”. House visit goes something like this “Ohh what a nice house” blah blah blah blah… but usually it’s in Malayalam. Anyways, I was supposed to stay there for my parents but I had homework that needed to be done so I left with Anita and Salome. So, being girls we talked, and talked, AND TALK. Next thing I realize we’ve been talking for almost an hour in front of Salome’s drive way. Like OH M GEE. Then my phone starts ringing, it’s my mom. I pick up the phone with
a worried look on my face, “Hello..?” My mom replied, “Are you at home doing your homework?” at that moment I thought to myself, what to say what to say? Then I heard the voices of the people living in the house and I knew she hadn’t left. I quickly replied “Yes and said where are you?” She said she was on her way home. That meant I had about 30 more minutes to kill talking to my friends. So pretty much the stories ends as, I finally look at the clock and it’s been more than 30 minutes, I kick Salome out of the car and we dash to my house. Unfortunately I get a call from my mom; she had gotten home before me. Just my luck. Now I’m late, I’m going to get lectured, and I haven’t done my homework.

WOW what a great day. Oh and on top of that I’m grounded and I can’t go to my best friend’s birthday party the coming weekend. I’m upset crying and struggling through my homework with my supportive friends saying, “Dude, you’ll be able to go to his party, I’m pretty sure your parents will let you.” At that moment I knew I’d screwed up and I wasn’t going to be going to his party, but they had a feeling I would.

The week goes by and my mom is hammering me with the guilt treatment on me missing my friend’s birthday because I’d lied to them. Finally Thursday night comes and it his actual birthday. My best friends, Salome, Bridgit, Varun, and Bashar tagged along, and we snuck into his house and waited for him to come home. And of course, I’m still suppose to be grounded, but my parents let me go like my friends said but they made me pick between his actual birthday or his party the next day, which was downtown. So the clever girl that I am, I compromise and said, “How about I go to his dinner downtown, and I promise I’ll be home at 10:30 tonight.” The deal was set and my weekend was turning out to be pretty good.

Friday is here and I’m so excited I literally couldn’t pay attention at piano, also I hadn’t practiced and I knew she’d get mad at me. But then we found a lost dog half way through my class so lucky me, I didn’t get to the music I hadn’t practice. My day was looking great, I get home and get ready. I’m wearing my favorite jeans with a sweatshirt that still had the tag on. I quickly get ready and my dad and I set on our journey through the 6 O’clock work traffic downtown. We were having the awkward silence since I hadn’t really talked to my dad since I got grounded and the music wasn’t playing. So I’m texting and staring out the window with a usual giggle or two. Finally we get downtown and I’m at the restaurant and they aren’t there. I frantically call them asking where they were and all they said was, “Oh we changed restaurants”. Being downtown it isn’t like our high maintenance Highlands Ranch where you
can find anything. This is downtown, one way streets, people walking around, and no parking spots. It is literally a mess. My dad at this point is PO. He talked to the birthday boy and told him he was taking me home. Now I’m upset and my night is terrible. I get home and I’m just crying and blowing my nose till I run out of tissues and try to pull myself together. Crappy night you could say. It was just a big miscommunication.

Now my friends, being the girl that I am, I don’t hold grudges. I just needed a day to get over what had happened to me and then Sunday I could freely talk to them as nothing had happened. It has its ups and downs to not holding a grudge. But always, I’m getting really off topic, so my point is. Even when my parents told me I had been grounded I still was able to take part in the activities I wanted to do. That made me aware that I could kind of get away with a lot of things. Which really meant, I guess I hadn’t learned my lesson? Until last night, I definitely learned my lesson.

Sunday, October 23, there is Sunday school in the morning and church right after. We hadn’t stayed for church in a long time because we’ve always had something that would interfere with time we were at church. So we left church early again, and I didn’t really bother to ask why I was leaving early I figured they thought I had homework to do or something. Oh, and I was on fall break for 1 week and I hadn’t even touched my homework!!! I knew I procrastinate, but this was ridiculous. Anyways, we are driving home and my mom asked me something about having dance at 2, and I was like, “Oh I don’t have dance today.” At that moment I knew I’d done something wrong. The look on their face turned to the same look I’d gotten the day I’d been grounded. My mom yells at me, “WHY ARE WE LEAVING CHURCH IF YOU
DON’T HAVE DANCE!” with a panic I reply, “Its dance fall break, I thought you knew.” Well obviously they didn’t, and they were mad at me, AGAIN. They told me I wasn’t allowed to go to my friend’s house for dinner that night, but I knew I’d be able to go anyways. And I was right I was able to go and I had a great time, until I threw up. I guess something I ate made my stomach not like it. I felt sick and I got home and I have bumps all over my stomach. I call my mom to tell her, there was nuts because I was having trouble breathing and I have hives all over my body. So my mom calls Mini Aunty and she tells me to take a cold bath, I get in the shower and I’m crying and itching. You’re probably wondering, “Why
are you crying?” hahaha Mini Aunty asked me the same thing. It was because I just cry when I’m stressed and let me tell you, I was freaking out. I get out of the shower and my body is RED, not the beautiful brown it usually is, but RED. I call my mom and I tell her, I can’t breathe. She tells me to put clothes on and let’s go to the ER. My dad gets back from the grocery store and he knew that I deserved everything that was happening to me. The only parent pitying me was my mom. I was sitting in the car; crying and I knew that this was “God’s plan”. Hahah I had disobeyed my parents and I still had the low
feeling of knowing I’d be able to go to the dinner. It finally hit me in the car as I was driving to the hospital with bumps all over my body, a fat lip, and being short of breathe. It’s really true; you have to be at the lowest, worst place ever to feel God working in you. I felt him working and teaching me a lesson, I knew I had made a mistake on going to that dinner even when my parents didn’t want me to go. I knew that every time I’d said sorry it really only matter for that moment until something else came along. I knew that the only way for me to actually start listening to my parents was to accept that I’m not going to get everything I want and I have to start acting like I’m 16 and understanding what is being put in front of me is for a reason.

So the moral of the story is, actually there isn’t really a moral of the story. It’s just funny because looking back at it, it makes me laugh. And YES I did learn my lesson. And I’m okay now, I skipped school because all that Benadryl really got to me and I’m writing this.”

This wasn’t written by me, it was written by one of my best friends. When I read this I completely freaked out and called my friend right away. Why? Because it truly was a miracle to see how my friend grew in Jesus was a blessing. It also made me realize that God can speak to people in so many different ways.

There was one more essay I had posted a few posts back. It was about realizing the value of who you’ve been blessed with. After reading all these posts, I realized that God is impacting me through other people, through my best friends. This was God’s way of teaching me. Crazy right? 🙂