Its an early morning ladies and gents! How early may you ask? Breakfast is at 7. Not the kind of breakfast where you meander in with your pajamas on, no you need to be prepared for work by 7. This might have been a little easier to deal with if I would have slept better the night before but unfortunately I was a little too worried about other things to get a good nights rest. Breakfast consisted of oatmeal, bagels, cereal, yogurt, and fresh fruit. All of us kids did our best to keep our eyes open but the adults told us we looked like we were still sleeping.
Following breakfast a lady named Pinky came to talk to us. She was in charge of an organization to help people financially and she also owned a grocery store in a little town near us. She came to assign us to the projects we would be working on for the rest of the week.
After she left, we got right to work. We split into two groups, one group would be painting inside a church and the other group would be cleaning up outside. I volunteered to be outside. I love being outdoors so it really was a no brainer for me, until I stepped outside and was told that it was 95 degrees out, and apparently we were at a higher elevation too so that made it seem way hotter. Lovely.
I did many different jobs outside. First, I started painting the back of a shed that was "tagged" as they call it or graffitied. It felt good to paint over it and make the shed look brand new. It was also kind of creepy because, the shed was not very far from where we had been sleeping, which meant there had been people there at night while we were sleeping and we didn't even notice. It was a very comforting feeling...not. After that I helped fix a fence, we took an old board off and put a new one on, I even got to use the screw driver! Then I held a ladder for our leader while he painted a building way up by the roof.
After that my friend and I went to paint over the graffiti on the back of the church. There was a little girl that had been hanging around the yard named Cherish, adorable name right? Anyways she had been following me around secretly for awhile so I approached her and asked her if she'd like to come help us paint. Cherish was only 5 years old, but I learned she'd been through a lot. It only took one little question for that sweet little girl to open up and tell her story, all I had to her was how many family members do with? Now that I think about it she never did answer the question, but she told me about her two aunts that used to live with her. She told me that her two aunts had been fighting (my mind can only imagine what..drugs? alcohol? money?) They weren't just arguing either, they had been physically fighting, throwing punches and pushing each other, and it ended up with one aunt smashing her car into the other's. Then Cherish said in a matter of fact tone, "The police came and handcuffed them and took them to jail, I miss them."
My heart was breaking for this girl, I couldn't come up with words to comfort her and it made me sad that such a young girl would experience this. I asked her how she had heard about this, silently praying that she wasn't there when this was going on, but she said "I was there". There I stood, getting yet another one of the many reality checks I would have on this trip. This was the first young person I had connected with on this trip and her childhood spirit was already broken. She was acting like much more of an adult that her aunts had been. It made me realize how lucky I was to have such an easy, carefree childhood. I had only known Cherish for a little while but I was attached. She promised me she would come back and play at kids time, but she never did. Each day I would scan all the kids faces to see her but she was never there. I still worry about her and pray for her, I hope she is okay.
Following this the adults told me I didn't look very good and I must have been in the heat too long they sent me inside to get some water and would only let me return to work if I went in the church to paint because there was a huge fan. We had a quick lunch of sandwiches and then went back to work for about an hour, then we were finally done. After getting cleaned up (very minimally) we headed downstairs for devos. It was nice to have some down time with the group for a little bit the theme for our devos that week was "God Gets It" I thought it was a really cool theme that shows that God can relate and understand any part of our life. On that day we were particularly focusing on praise, praising our Father. We have so many things to be thankful for, things we take for granite that we shouldn't. That was one thing I learned on this trip. Seeing people who barely had anything made me feel guilty about the way I had been living my life. I wasn't thankful for the little things like safety, cleanliness, food, and having the opportunity to work.
After devotions, we had about 45 minutes of free time before kids time. Us ladies were quite exhausted and decided to use our free time to take a nap, I think all of us had fallen asleep before our heads had even touched the pillows! Anyways, that nap flew by way too fast in my opinion and it seemed like in five minutes we were woken back up to loud noises in the basement; children. I had been looking forward to this part of the day. I love children and like to play and get to know them. But once again, I wasn't prepared for what I was about to see (this seemed to happen to me a lot on this trip). Most the kids were dirty, and I mean really dirty. Some actually looked like they had been rolling around in the mud, I kid you not. Their clothes were worn out and many were not even wearing shoes. Most of all the kids looked neglected, I wondered if some had ever received any love at home at all. This is the impression I got when I first looked at the kids, before I had even gotten to know them. Kids time was only an hour, but it flew by. I read books to them, colored, played games, and even got in on a kickball game. We also gave the little girls flower clips for their hair. I can not even explain to you the look on their faces when the clips were put in their hair. They felt like they were princesses, it was wonderful. Their smiles lit up the whole room. Most of them didn't say thank you, but we weren't offended by that. We realized that it wasn't their fault since they probably were not taught manners at home.
Following kids time, we got into our vehicles and drove out into literally the middle of nowhere. But in the middle of nowhere was Betty's Kitchen, a restaurant. It's literally what it sounds like, we were in her dining room eating and our food was made in her kitchen. It wasn't a big house either, it was two trailer homes but together. The view was amazing we were at the top of a huge hill and it was beautiful there. Here I had my very first Indian Taco, it was made out of fried bread, and I really enjoyed it. Betty was also able to talk to us about some interesting history. Her elders had been very important people in the Indian history and it was cool to learn about it.
We then enjoyed a scenic view on the way home. Once we got back, we had a speaker named Uncle Will. Seriously people, I can honestly say he is thee COOLEST MAN I'VE EVER MET IN MY LIFE. I probably should have dedicated a whole blog to him. I know I only met him that one night, but I will still always refer to him as my uncle. Uncle Will is a teacher and a musician. He is a very respected man in the community, he has won a Nammy which is a Native American equivalent to a Grammy. He was all for the young people. He believes in the young people with such a passion that I've never seen before. He stands up for youth and woman's rights. He also brought his wife with. He referred to her as his other half, when he said this to us all of us girls let out a big "awwwhhh", he didn't say anything to us about it, but he probably thought we were crazy because I found out later in the week that that is what most respectable men in their culture refer to their wives as. What's is even cooler is what he called us. He said is not going to call us a kid, because that is a baby goat, and children is not a word in the Lakota language, so what do they call their youth? Ready for this?...drum roll please....Sacred beings! :) Seriously I'm going to hold that against my parents forever, and its super cool because that is now what our youth pastor and other leaders refer to us as. Uncle Will had so many wonderful stories and lessons to share with us, I could have listened to him all night, even though I was so tired. I wore a smile on my face for pretty much the whole time he was talking, because I'd never had an adult talk to us like that before.
At one point he looked at a sacred being in our group and said, "you my man, can be President of this country when you're older, I know it. Please though, when you become President get rid of Columbus Day. I'd much rather see us have an Obama Day, he is someone who is important in our country's history, but can you tell me why Christopher Columbus deserves a day? What did he do? He came to our country and claimed that he founded it when my people were already here, and raped our young girls. Now, can you tell me why this kind of man deserves a national holiday?" This is something that really stuck with me, there was so much truth to what he was saying.
He also sang a song for us called Hard Life. Look it up on youtube its great!
He had a great message about how the youth is our future, so we need to have faith and believe in the youth. He is a great man who is looking for a way to improve others life. One of my favorite quotes from him was "You start the fire and I'll bring the oil!"
"I remind you to keep using the gift God gave you, let it grow, as a small flame grows into a fire." 2 Timothy 1:6
After Uncle Will left we had circle time. This is where everyone sat in a circle and a passed the talking stick around, you were only allowed to talk while you were holding the stick. After that we all headed right to bed for some much needed sleep.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Day 1.
Hey guys! Last Sunday my youth group and I departed for an experience of a lifetime. At 6 a.m. we left for Pine Ridge Indian Reservation. Any idea where that is? I didn't until this mission trip. It is a solid nine hour drive through South Dakota, almost in Nebraska.
I thought I was going to sleep at least halfway there since we were leaving so early in the morning, but I was wrong. My first mistake was probably sitting next to one of my bestest friends in the whole world. We laugh a lot and have a lot of pointless fake arguments which usually lead to more of our annoying laughter. I'm sure the rest of the van just wanted to tell us to shut up. We also showed off some of our lovely singing and dance moves. Along the way we stopped at multiple gas stations to fill up on gas and caffeine, and also at a place called Al's Oasis. Here I happily indulged in four plates of salad bar. Yummmy!
Anyways, about 6 hours into the drive I started getting bored, so I opened the packet of information that was handed to us that morning before we left. I thought it was going to be some history of the Lakota but what I read made my jaw drop.
"Unemployment on the reservation hovers between 80% and 85%, and 49% of the population live below the federal poverty level. Many of the families have no electricity, telephone, running water, or sewage systems; and many use wood stoves to heat their homes, depleting limited wood resources."
That's when I realized that I was about to experience something I couldn't even picture in my head. For the rest of the trip while staring out the window at our beautiful scenery, I tried to prepare myself for what was about to come. It just didn't seem realistic to me that people could be suffering like this so close to home, in our country, the land of the free. Especially just one state over from us.
Driving into Pine Ridge was unexplainable. There was people walking on the side of the road. Houses looked extremely small and rundown. The yards were full of garbage. I was in shock.
We pulled up to where we were staying. It is pretty much a big house ran by a pastor. Nobody came out to greet us, and there was people we didn't know sitting on the tables outside staring, looking sad. We were told to stay in the van while our leaders went to see if anyone was inside. Looking around I saw graffiti everywhere, even on the church! The building we were staying in had windows, but they were covered with a fence like material.
First we were shown our rooms, the girls would be staying upstairs while the boys would be downstairs. Then we were all told to meet downstairs to discuss rules and meet our camp counselers. Their names were Zac and Jodi. The pastor told us that we were staying in downtown Pine Ridge, there was 28 local gangs who graffiti and break windows, alchol and drug use is very highly used there, we weren't allowed to give anyone a glass of water because they will spray hairspray into it to drink the alcohol, we weren't allowed to leave after dark, if we left during the day we must go in groups of more than two, and many people would come to the door to try to sell their artwork. When I heard some of these things I wanted to run. I was so scared!! She also told us about the kids, she told us that they would give us a piece of their heart and in return they would take a piece of ours. Little did I know how true this was...
Following the meeting we had supper (LASAGNA!) and then prepared to go a nursing home where we were going to have worship with some of the elderly. There was only a few who attended the service, but it was our first interaction with the Indians so I was very nervous. A lady walked in toward me and seemed very upset. She didn't make eye contact with me or say anything but stood right in front of me. (We were informed that it is not part of their culture to make eye contact or start conversations with us) For a while I just sat there in shock, I wasn't sure what this lady wanted from me or what she wanted me to do. I then realized I was sitting in her chair, she was a regular and some strange girl had come and taken her spot. I felt horrible and got up as fast as I could. After finding a new spot to sit the hymnals were passed out...they were moldy. We sang some Lakota hymns, the language was not as hard to read as I was expecting you use a sylable for each vowel.
After the service pie and watermelon was served and we were encouraged by our leaders to sit down and get to know the elderly there. My friend and I ended up at a table with the sweetest lady named Dorothy. She did not have a hard time talking to us at all. In just that half an hour or so spent with her I felt like she could be a second grandma. She told us about all the loved ones in her life she had lost to sickness (this is common in the reservation) She told us that even though she was old she still worked, drove her own car that her granddaughter had left for her when she passed away, and that she didn't even live in the nursing home, but just enjoyed coming there for worship. "I'm an independent woman" she said with the cutest smile! She had a great sence of humor, which one again sent me and my friend into hysterics. When our counselers told us it was time to go, we didn't want to part with her, but she reasured us that we would see her again on wednesday.
That night we all hung out in the basement enjoying eachothers company. We played a game of shopping cart which was hularious. Thanks to our chaperone Gary, I don't think I can ever look at friend chicken the same again:) Then it was off to the showers and into our rooms. I was reading the bible to the girls when our counseler Jodi came into to turn the lights off, when we protested because we were still reading she responded that we had a full day of work tomorrow and we needed to get our sleep. It was hard to sleep that night all I could think about was the gang members that could be right outside our window. I prayed to God for comfort and safety.
Psalm 4:8 I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.
I thought I was going to sleep at least halfway there since we were leaving so early in the morning, but I was wrong. My first mistake was probably sitting next to one of my bestest friends in the whole world. We laugh a lot and have a lot of pointless fake arguments which usually lead to more of our annoying laughter. I'm sure the rest of the van just wanted to tell us to shut up. We also showed off some of our lovely singing and dance moves. Along the way we stopped at multiple gas stations to fill up on gas and caffeine, and also at a place called Al's Oasis. Here I happily indulged in four plates of salad bar. Yummmy!
Anyways, about 6 hours into the drive I started getting bored, so I opened the packet of information that was handed to us that morning before we left. I thought it was going to be some history of the Lakota but what I read made my jaw drop.
"Unemployment on the reservation hovers between 80% and 85%, and 49% of the population live below the federal poverty level. Many of the families have no electricity, telephone, running water, or sewage systems; and many use wood stoves to heat their homes, depleting limited wood resources."
That's when I realized that I was about to experience something I couldn't even picture in my head. For the rest of the trip while staring out the window at our beautiful scenery, I tried to prepare myself for what was about to come. It just didn't seem realistic to me that people could be suffering like this so close to home, in our country, the land of the free. Especially just one state over from us.
Driving into Pine Ridge was unexplainable. There was people walking on the side of the road. Houses looked extremely small and rundown. The yards were full of garbage. I was in shock.
We pulled up to where we were staying. It is pretty much a big house ran by a pastor. Nobody came out to greet us, and there was people we didn't know sitting on the tables outside staring, looking sad. We were told to stay in the van while our leaders went to see if anyone was inside. Looking around I saw graffiti everywhere, even on the church! The building we were staying in had windows, but they were covered with a fence like material.
First we were shown our rooms, the girls would be staying upstairs while the boys would be downstairs. Then we were all told to meet downstairs to discuss rules and meet our camp counselers. Their names were Zac and Jodi. The pastor told us that we were staying in downtown Pine Ridge, there was 28 local gangs who graffiti and break windows, alchol and drug use is very highly used there, we weren't allowed to give anyone a glass of water because they will spray hairspray into it to drink the alcohol, we weren't allowed to leave after dark, if we left during the day we must go in groups of more than two, and many people would come to the door to try to sell their artwork. When I heard some of these things I wanted to run. I was so scared!! She also told us about the kids, she told us that they would give us a piece of their heart and in return they would take a piece of ours. Little did I know how true this was...
Following the meeting we had supper (LASAGNA!) and then prepared to go a nursing home where we were going to have worship with some of the elderly. There was only a few who attended the service, but it was our first interaction with the Indians so I was very nervous. A lady walked in toward me and seemed very upset. She didn't make eye contact with me or say anything but stood right in front of me. (We were informed that it is not part of their culture to make eye contact or start conversations with us) For a while I just sat there in shock, I wasn't sure what this lady wanted from me or what she wanted me to do. I then realized I was sitting in her chair, she was a regular and some strange girl had come and taken her spot. I felt horrible and got up as fast as I could. After finding a new spot to sit the hymnals were passed out...they were moldy. We sang some Lakota hymns, the language was not as hard to read as I was expecting you use a sylable for each vowel.
After the service pie and watermelon was served and we were encouraged by our leaders to sit down and get to know the elderly there. My friend and I ended up at a table with the sweetest lady named Dorothy. She did not have a hard time talking to us at all. In just that half an hour or so spent with her I felt like she could be a second grandma. She told us about all the loved ones in her life she had lost to sickness (this is common in the reservation) She told us that even though she was old she still worked, drove her own car that her granddaughter had left for her when she passed away, and that she didn't even live in the nursing home, but just enjoyed coming there for worship. "I'm an independent woman" she said with the cutest smile! She had a great sence of humor, which one again sent me and my friend into hysterics. When our counselers told us it was time to go, we didn't want to part with her, but she reasured us that we would see her again on wednesday.
That night we all hung out in the basement enjoying eachothers company. We played a game of shopping cart which was hularious. Thanks to our chaperone Gary, I don't think I can ever look at friend chicken the same again:) Then it was off to the showers and into our rooms. I was reading the bible to the girls when our counseler Jodi came into to turn the lights off, when we protested because we were still reading she responded that we had a full day of work tomorrow and we needed to get our sleep. It was hard to sleep that night all I could think about was the gang members that could be right outside our window. I prayed to God for comfort and safety.
Psalm 4:8 I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.
Friday, May 25, 2012
So long status quo
Hey guys! I wanted to share a song that really got me through a hard time in my life when I was feeling insecure about not fitting in. This song made me feel better about the choices I was making. It reassured me it's okay to go off on your own path, and that you're never alone cuz Jesus will be there beside you every step of the way. If you're having a hard time deciding what to do, let God take the reigns, go on and fall into the arms of Jesus:)God gives us the courage to be brave. Maybe you're on the edge right now, not sure if you're ready to take that leap of faith, but do it! It's totally worth it and no way is our Lord going to let you fall.
Isaiah 41:10 "Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."
Enjoy Brave by Nichole Nordeman
The gate is wide
The road is paved in moderation
The crowd is kind and quick to pull you in
Welcome to the middle ground
You're safe and sound and
Until now, it's where I've been
'Cause it's been fear that ties me down to everything
But it's been love, your love, that cuts the strings
So long status quo
I think I just let go
You make me want to be brave
The way it always was
Is no longer good enough
You make me want to be brave
Brave, brave
I am small
And I speak when I'm spoken to
But I am willing to risk it all
I say your name
Just your name and I'm ready to jump
Even ready to fall...
Why did I take this vow of compromise?
Why did I try to keep it all inside?
So long status quo
I think I just let go
You make me want to be brave
The way it always was
Is no longer good enough
You make me want to be brave
Brave, brave
I've never known a fire that didn't begin with a flame
Every storm will start with just a drop of rain
But if you believe in me, that changes everything
So long status quo
I think I just let go
You make me want to be brave
The way it always was
Is no longer good enough
You make me want to be brave
Brave, brave
Isaiah 41:10 "Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."
Enjoy Brave by Nichole Nordeman
The gate is wide
The road is paved in moderation
The crowd is kind and quick to pull you in
Welcome to the middle ground
You're safe and sound and
Until now, it's where I've been
'Cause it's been fear that ties me down to everything
But it's been love, your love, that cuts the strings
So long status quo
I think I just let go
You make me want to be brave
The way it always was
Is no longer good enough
You make me want to be brave
Brave, brave
I am small
And I speak when I'm spoken to
But I am willing to risk it all
I say your name
Just your name and I'm ready to jump
Even ready to fall...
Why did I take this vow of compromise?
Why did I try to keep it all inside?
So long status quo
I think I just let go
You make me want to be brave
The way it always was
Is no longer good enough
You make me want to be brave
Brave, brave
I've never known a fire that didn't begin with a flame
Every storm will start with just a drop of rain
But if you believe in me, that changes everything
So long status quo
I think I just let go
You make me want to be brave
The way it always was
Is no longer good enough
You make me want to be brave
Brave, brave
Friday, May 11, 2012
So you had a lotta crooks try to steal your heart...
Here he comes! You're prince charming, riding on horse, looking more gorgeous than ever, he swoops you off you feet, you stare into his enchanting eyes and....BOOM!!!! He drops you on your booty! ...well this sucks.
Ladies, why does this happen to us? Why do we fall head over heels for the wrong person over and over again. Why can't we see the hurt that is bound to come out of these unhealthy relationships?
Last night one of my best friends called me, sobbing her eyes out because she got hurt by a person of the male species. I had told her from the start he wasn't good for her, but she couldn't see it. Love had blinded her, and now she was hurt. I couldn't find the words to comfort her. I tried, but the damage was already done, he had broken her. :(
So I was thinking, what could have been done to prevent this? Honestly, I don't know if this could have been prevented. Some life lessons just have to be learned by experiences, by making mistakes and learning from them.
But it doesn't mean we can't do our best to make the right decisions. The bible is definitely a great source of information...
Proverbs 4:23 "Above all else, guard your heart,for everything you do flows from it."
This verse truly is amazing. We need to take care of our hearts, we need to not let guys take advantage of it. Okay sounds great, but how do we do that?!
My advice is to put Christ into your relationship. With a Christbased relationship everything is going to be easier. You both will have the same values so there will be no need for compromise. He won't try to force you to do anything you want to. It's a challenge, but try to focus on the interior instead of the exterior. Don't expect him to be flawless, but fall in love with his flaws. Don't rush anything, take your time. Be your own individual and don't change for anyone, if he isn't enchanted by who you truly are then it's his loss. Guard your heart at all costs <3
And to my best friend who I know is reading this, God has a plan for you, and trust me it is truly amazing. You deserve so much more than what you suffered through and I love you to the moon and back. Chin up beautiful :)
Ladies, why does this happen to us? Why do we fall head over heels for the wrong person over and over again. Why can't we see the hurt that is bound to come out of these unhealthy relationships?
Last night one of my best friends called me, sobbing her eyes out because she got hurt by a person of the male species. I had told her from the start he wasn't good for her, but she couldn't see it. Love had blinded her, and now she was hurt. I couldn't find the words to comfort her. I tried, but the damage was already done, he had broken her. :(
So I was thinking, what could have been done to prevent this? Honestly, I don't know if this could have been prevented. Some life lessons just have to be learned by experiences, by making mistakes and learning from them.
But it doesn't mean we can't do our best to make the right decisions. The bible is definitely a great source of information...
Proverbs 4:23 "Above all else, guard your heart,for everything you do flows from it."
This verse truly is amazing. We need to take care of our hearts, we need to not let guys take advantage of it. Okay sounds great, but how do we do that?!
My advice is to put Christ into your relationship. With a Christbased relationship everything is going to be easier. You both will have the same values so there will be no need for compromise. He won't try to force you to do anything you want to. It's a challenge, but try to focus on the interior instead of the exterior. Don't expect him to be flawless, but fall in love with his flaws. Don't rush anything, take your time. Be your own individual and don't change for anyone, if he isn't enchanted by who you truly are then it's his loss. Guard your heart at all costs <3
And to my best friend who I know is reading this, God has a plan for you, and trust me it is truly amazing. You deserve so much more than what you suffered through and I love you to the moon and back. Chin up beautiful :)
I Hope You Dance
Powerful lyrics, I want to live my life as a dance, you learn as you go :) take advantage of the opportunities you get and have faith!!
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'
Don't let some Hellbent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone?)
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone?)
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'
Don't let some Hellbent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone?)
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone?)
My Untitled poetry
She wants to be who she wants to be, not what others want her to be.
Perfection is unreachable, so why must she try?
No room for error? No room for mistakes?
This just leads to a girl in her room who wants to cry.
So chin up beautiful, things will get better.
God is right here, he'll love you forever.
Perfection is unreachable, so why must she try?
No room for error? No room for mistakes?
This just leads to a girl in her room who wants to cry.
So chin up beautiful, things will get better.
God is right here, he'll love you forever.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
You're gonna shine.
My dad is a wonderful man. This morning before he left the house he said "Bails, today you're going to shine." what great advice! He was referring to golf, I've been having a really rough season this year, and it sucks cuz a bunch of people have all these high expectations for me, including myself. I have a reputation I'm trying to live up to and try as I may it just isn't working.
Listen to your God
This is our motto
Your time to shine
Dont wait in line
Y vamos por Todo
People are raising
Their Expectations
Go on and feed them
This is your moment
No hesitations
Today's your day
I feel it
You paved the way
Believe it
Yes that is Shakira, and her lyrics are perfect! So today is my day, I believe it. And God is going to be right there next to me through it all! I'm going to let my little light shine like there's no tomorrow :)
"Don't shine so others can see you, but shine so that through you others can see Him"
Listen to your God
This is our motto
Your time to shine
Dont wait in line
Y vamos por Todo
People are raising
Their Expectations
Go on and feed them
This is your moment
No hesitations
Today's your day
I feel it
You paved the way
Believe it
Yes that is Shakira, and her lyrics are perfect! So today is my day, I believe it. And God is going to be right there next to me through it all! I'm going to let my little light shine like there's no tomorrow :)
"Don't shine so others can see you, but shine so that through you others can see Him"
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