Monthly Archives: August 2013

Aside

So today wasn’t the best day. There were extreme highs and lows. But, I’m not here to complain or anything. I want to share a miracle that happened today.

I’ve been driving for almost a year now, and I’ve never been in a car accident or gotten a ticket! Don’t want to jinx that though hahah. Today, I was driving my friend Bridgit on the highway. She was literally just telling me how one of her biggest fears is when there are three lanes, a car in the far left lane and a car in the far right lane, and both of them try to switch into the middle lane at the same time and hit each other. Literally 30 seconds after she said that…it happened to me. Except, I moved my car in time…swerved and lost control of the car. I don’t even know how but somehow my car stopped in a tiny area between another merge area and the farthest right lane… right in front of a sign. This area was tiny. And it was a miracle that we didn’t hit anyone else or the sign on the way there.

I really can’t say anything but God has been good. Literally driving the rest of the day sucked. But I’m in good hands, that’s for sure.  Also, no one else knows so this is our secret. God is good. God is good. God is good.

“Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.” (Psalm 91:3-4)

God is Good

Scrub Life

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I just wanted to share a quick highlight of my day, I thought it was pretty funny. 

So being the second to last day of summer, a Saturday, AND I had work in the morning, I’m obviously hard core scrubbing. Scrubbing, for those who aren’t familiar with the term, means looking like you just woke up, “disgusting”, or in my case, just a huge bun on the top of my head. 

After work, I go to our favorite Jason’s 16th birthday celebration at his house. Jason is a member of our youth group. Thankfully, I have known people at my church since I was literally born. Sooo, “scrubbing” was not a problem. I’m just hanging out like we normally do, and I remember that Jason just got a new dog! His name was Dozer, and from pictures he was tiny. Jason’s family placed the dog in a cage in the laundry room so he wouldn’t get in the way of the little kids. Me… being the oh so adventurous Salome that I am… I go to say hi to the dog. 

LITERALLY, AS I say hello with my stupid chirpy face, the dog barks and I run out screaming. From first glance that dog looked harmless and small, but that dog was terrifying. I bet it’s because his breed is called a “Chiweeni”. Like… I would be offended too. 

BUT, it gets even better. Jason’s ammachi (Grandma in malayalam) pulls me aside to sit next to her. She says, “Salome, I think the dog barked because of that big bun on your head. He was probably confused if you were a man, or a girl, or some other ‘creature’.” Yes, she did say the word creature. 

I was laughing of course, it was probably true ;). That ammachi is one of my most favorite people. But yeah, moral of the story: Try your best not to scrub, you may scare away people, and dogs. 

-Salomes 

*This post was not meant to offend anyone

When to Draw the Line

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It’s a typical day in the Philip Household. Dad’s down in the basement working from home. Mom’s taking a nap. Hannah’s…doing nothing. Everything is normal except for me because…I actually have time to kill? Actually I’m taking a break from my busy workload 😉

Anyways, I was thinking about when to “draw the line”. This seriously can apply to anything. In fact, the other day this adult was asking me what he should change the internet firewall settings for his kids who are 12 and 14 to. Uhhhhh… besides the fact that I don’t have kids of my own, it was interesting question. Should he
a) let there be no firewall and have emails of every website visited be sent to him
b) give them complete freedom and not have emails of every website sent.

Now, as any normal teenager, B! Parents need to stop interfering. But from a parent’s perspective… it’s different. When do you give that child freedom? When can you know that they are old/mature to know what they’re doing? What’s the happy medium? When do you draw the line?

Today, literally out. of. NOWHERE. an old friend texted me with this LONG sorry message about wanting to be a better friend, and wanting a fresh start. Now, naturally I forgive. I’m usually up for second/third/fourth/yougetthepoint chances. If I didn’t give you one…You probably screwed up real bad 😉 Hahaha joking. BUT, my friend, who was more hurt by him struggled to give him another chance because he always says he will change and never does. She’s right…this has happened several times. When to draw the line?

Now, I know biblically Jesus always says “I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.” (Matthew 18:22, NIV). So is there no line to draw? What if people are continuously using you? Do you give in, or put your foot down? Is there a happy medium?

So, that’s what I’m pondering now. When do you draw the line?

Let the Children Come

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Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” (Matthew 19:14)

I was reminded of this verse last night. There is a 10 month old in our church named Abigail. She is known as the “answered prayer of our church”, because after years of struggling to have a child, God blessed her mother with Abby. When the church found out, we were ecstatic.

Now, Abby is healthy like a bug 🙂 I don’t even know if that simile even makes sense lol. But, she is always smiling. Now at this age, babies can’t really control their emotions. Everything they do and say is all due to their reflexes. When babies smile, they are smiling because they are actually happy. This is another form of their purity. That is another reason Jesus tells us to be like these children.

They are genuine.

A Reminder of Hope

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You know, reading old blogs can be great to remind you of some of your beliefs/philosophies/etc. It’s so unlike me to worry about my future. With college apps coming around the corner, work, friends going off to college, and family, it’s like an indefinite amount of things to do in such a short period of time. In fact, I feel so overwhelmed and not good enough…which is so unlike me. I mean, my motto is always “Hakuna Matata”. I read this old blog that I really needed to read. What stuck out to me was a few sentences and a bible verse.

“Personally, I don’t worry much about the future. I strongly do believe that God has a plan for me, so no matter what I go through, God has put me through for a reason and I’ll become a better person because of it.” …

“For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.” (Romans 8:24-25, NIV)

February 28, 2011

It’s a great reminder. We all need hope for the future. Hope that motivates, cultivates, and spreads. We are safe in God’s hands…and he has a plan for us. And I know this is all so cliche and stuff…but I just needed to remind myself of this philosophy.

To God the Glory

You Will Be Safe

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To the one whose dreams have fallen all apart
And all you’re left with is a tired and broken heart
I can tell by your eyes you think you’re on your own
But you’re not alone
Have you heard of the One who can calm the raging seas
Give sight to the blind, pull the lame up to their feet
With a love so strong it never lets you go
No you’re not alone

You will be safe in His arms. You will be safe in His arms
The hands that hold the world are holding your heart
This is the promise He made, He will be with you always
When everything is falling apart, you will be safe in His arms

Did you know that the voice that brings the dead to life
Is the very same voice that calls you now to rise
So hear Him now, He’s calling you home. You will never be alone

You will be safe in His arms. You will be safe in His arms
The hands that hold the world are holding your heart
This is the promise He made, He will be with you always
When everything is falling apart, you will be safe in His arms

Cause these are the hands that built the mountains, the hands that calm the sea
These are the arms that hold the lame and they are holding you and me
These are the hands that heal the leper pull the lame up to their feet
These are the arms were nailed to the cross to break our chains and set us free

You will be safe in His arms. You will be safe in His arms
The hands that hold the world are holding your heart
This is the promise He made, He will be with you always
When everything is falling apart, you will be safe in His arms
You will be safe
You will be safe
When everything is falling apart, you will be safe in His arms

-Phil Wickham