4.29.2012

Fashion.


** I apologize for the lack of blogs. I'm too busy for my own life apparently.

Todays blog is going to be mostly a picture blog about my CLOTHES.
I love shopping. I love clothes. I love shoes. I love spending. I LOVE LOOVE LOOOOVEEE it.

Funny thing about that is that you'd never have seen this coming a couple years ago. Wasn't until recently that I found that clothes make you feel SO good. well, I'm pretty proud of the clothes that I've been wearing to church lately.. ( not work, i look like a slob always going to work. ALWAYS )

so here ya goo....


Forever 21 skirt.
Forever 21 shirt.
Ordered online.

Blazer: RW&CO
Shirt: Joes
Skirt: Mom made it.
Person: Mom made her. :)

Shoes: WalMart
Shirt: Winners


Skirt: Suzy Shier


Shoes: Ardenes

Well, I hope you enjoyed :)
This week: Bun Happy. ( Pictures of my hairdos these last couple weeks. )

4.06.2012

"Lord.."

(Lord...)
It's been a constant thought in my mind today. Even through today's activities I've been thinking... Lord.
I'm exhausted. its been one long week. Although, when I realized it was good Friday (holiday) I felt like it had crept up on me. I don't know, I'm a little messed up at the moment. I've been thinking too much this week and God knows why. Well, he definitely should after yesterdays prayer. I'm a big cry baby sometimes, but only when I'm feeling totally overwhelmed with situations in my life. Other then that... I'm pretty much a brick wall with "lovey-dovey" issues. Some say I'm cold hearted (I'm not, I'm just not a wimp). But there are certain situations that do cause me to allow myself to be broken or hurt or vulnerable and in the end I find that its been worth it.

I applied to college this week. Well technically, I applied to my local college two weeks ago and got accepted. And then on Tuesday I applied to college out of town and got accepted today. I also confirmed my acceptance today. It was weird because my heart started beating so fast and I just stared at the screen for like a minute then got up and told my mom. I've never ever lived outside of London (canada) let alone ever been on my "own." its a bit of a weird feeling knowing that you'll be somewhere new, I barely started figuring out the streets of London. I'm pretty much messed for my new city.

Lifes changing. Changing rapidly. Quickly. Too quick? Only God knows whether or not I'm truly ready for the change. I've accepted because I'm certain that moving is a good decision for me right now. But i'm also a worry wart. I worry about EVERYTHING.
See, this is my problem. I trust God. I trust that God will do things and provide.. for other people. I have a very hard time believing that he'll provide for me. I don't know why, when on countless occasions I've seen his hand work in my life, my families lives. But when I know that I have to trust in him to open doors and be a provider of ALL things, I panic. And I panic big. I'm a big believer in working hard. I've worked most of my life.. even as a little girl I worked with my mother ... and when I was older I worked around the house. My father taught me the importance of working hard. So right now.. I'm thinking.. How am I going to pay my rent or my schooling, or food. But I know this is Gods plan for my life, I've chosen to follow. But how does one learn to trust in God in a few weeks? Blind Faith?

I'm like Gideon. (I can imagine your "what?") Gideon was chosen to save the Israelites. But he doubted that he was chosen and the promises God makes him. So he asks for signs... First he asks "make the dew form on just this fleece and keep the grass around it dry." So God being God, does exactly that. But still, Gideon being the doubter that he was, asks again make the fleece dry, and the grass around it wet."
So, God does that. So Gideon is convinced. 

God has promised us so many things... 
God promised that he would supply our EVERY need. (Philippians 4:19)

So I don't need signs, I know what his word says. I've seen the miracles in my life. So even when I'm thinking "Lord..." I gotta be thinking He can and he will. He has and will continue to be the provider in my life. He has my world in His hands and is with me everywhere I go. He is not a forsaking God!

 7Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:
 8For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.
Matthew 7:7-8

I promise to believe...
I promise to try...  
  

4.04.2012

Transformation.

I've wanted to change my life for so long. And I thought why not do it now instead of waiting for forever and regretting it later. Change is hard. Nobody likes change. But life changes whether we've decided that its okay or not. I've made it a mission in my life this year to change, but I just didn't know when to start or how to even start. I've decided to change my physique and done great but lacked in the spiritual aspects of my life. I've dedicated extreme amount of time in getting spiritually better but lacked in the physical. I've never been able to combine the two. I am a personal believer that both things are extremely important and have made it my goal this year to change both.

So after about a month of thinking about it I decided to embark on a challenge: Sixty Day. Transform body and soul.

So whats this about? Well its a combination of both things. Challenge your body and challenge your flesh.

So for sixty days ( I started today ) I will be doing the following things.

Spiritually:
Reading the bible daily
Learning a bible verse daily
Praying a minimum of once a day ( preferably in the morning )
Attending church service on a regular basis


Physically:
Exercised 4-6 times a week
Eating Healthier
Cutting out junk food (so hard)

So I'm not writing this blog as a brag, watch me do this kind of deal. I want support. I need support.
I'll be posting daily or weekly blogs on my progress in the hopes that I will receive encouragement from my fellow bloggers or readers. Please leave comments !!!

I promise you! I won't be the same after this! Watch me change :)

God Bless you all.



No More!
(this was a very fun day) 

3.22.2012

Big Brother, Little Sister.


I am not a sentimental person nor have I ever been. Yes, I cry over little things and remain as hard as a rock over things that matter, but I’m not cold hearted. I’ve opted out of letting things wound me because being happy is EASIER.  But I am sentimental about certain things even though I try very hard to hide it. This is a blog about a very important person in my life. And I will write it in the most charming way I know how.

Like I said before I grew up in a family of two older brothers. And as typical as that may seem our relationships aren’t that typical. I am 4 years younger than the youngest but we get along so well its almost scary. We like the same things, laugh the same, act the same… unfortunately look the same. We’re close but there are certain topics I do not touch with him ( ahem** boys) but I trust him with my life. I love him with the entirety of my heart even on the days that I can’t stand him. So why do I write a blog about ONE brother and not the other. Well, in due time the other one will get a blog all about him, but for now, I’m just so proud.

So, my brother and I spent a couple years apart and then we were reunited. We started spending so much time together it was sometimes TOO much but I liked it. Who needs friends when you have family members that are like friends but forever loyal? We had our rough patched and our fights but at the end of the day he’s my brother. I am truly blessed with TWO amazing brothers. 

My brother will tell you himself that neither he nor I were headed on good paths. Different paths as they were, we were heading into dark futures. I was fully committed to achieving life outside of my parents’ house and he was fully committed to living a life of a bachelor. But that didn't happen. God has other plans for me. Life doesn't always go as planned and I’m glad God decided that enough was enough, and started dealing with this heart of mine. I said to myself for two years “when I turn 18. I am moving out, chopping off my hair, getting tattoos and doing whatever I want. I am sick of this! “
At 18, I started college and my thoughts weren’t entirely the same, I couldn’t move on because I was broke from school and I couldn't chop off my hair because I’d get kicked out. Never did God cross my mind. I didn't care what he wanted for me, I wanted the freedom. 

Fast forward… As a reward for me getting into college right after high school my dad decided to take me to Louisiana to see my family. I hadn't seen them in 10 years and I figured why not. I needed a break, I felt lost and confused. I was taking a course I didn't really think I needed and I didn't know what I wanted out of life. I was lost. This trip was my life saver. I went to Louisiana and I can’t say what it was. But I went to the church there and my perspective changed. I was hungry! I was dying because my soul had been so neglected. I vowed at the end of that trip that I would change my life. I’d seek God! 

I did. I am so proud that I followed through on that promise. It’s changed my life. I am different because of that promise I made to God. God changed my life that year. Not only did I gain such a beautiful relationship with God but he did some of my biggest desires in my life. If you know anything about love, you’ll know that when you love someone you desire the absolute best for them. And I never truly judged my brother but I didn’t condone his behavior. But when the hunger in me started making me view him as more than just my brother and that he was truly lost… I couldn't help it. I remember there were nights I’d cry and beg God to touch his heart. I did this for 9 months. And then I got tired. I was tired. I wasn't seeing anything happen. He was getting worse and I was getting weaker. I had no more tears, I’d worded my petition in all the ways I knew how. But NOTHING was happening. So one day, out of exhaustion and sadness I said, do whatever you want then! 

You know, I didn’t realize this until recently that the reason he did something so quickly then was because I actually surrendered in that very moment.  I said, “do whatever YOU want!” not what I wanted, not what I thought, not how I thought, but whatever God wanted. And literally a couple days after, God did. It was such a relief to me, to have someone else in the fight with me. I’ve never said this, but when you’re the younger child in a family you’re used to looking up to people, but there were times were I felt like people were looking up to me and that freaked me out. How was I going to make people proud, when I’d barely lived my life? I don’t know why God chose this way, or why the burden for him was so great but that’s how God chose it. 

Now, about two years later… or something like that… almost 3 years… my brother is a PASTOR. 
How unbelievably crazy is that? When they announced him on the 17th of this month, I almost cried. (I don’t cry in public) God is a miracle worker. He does what we think won’t happen. He mends the broken hearts & shattered dreams. I do still feel burdened for him but it’s different now. I know he’s capable of what God placed in his hands. And I’m a proud little sister with someone to look up to again. 

Congratulations to Ruben and Cindy Alvarez, who have been called and chosen to serve God. I know you will be brilliant. And I am very proud to call you my family. Oh, and I’m sure Benji will grow up to be like daddy & grandpapis.

Sigh ** I’m also kind of worried, all the men in my life are so unbelievably talented and so ready to be used by God, my future husband must be impressive too ( I hope ) 




Never give up on your family. God will do it. But you must be consistent, you must be sincere and you must trust that God knows best. He knows when, how and where. But you must be determined to get your victory from God. 






2.16.2012

Boys, Boys, Troublesome Boys.


In a world where everyone is looking for someone, being the only one that doesn’t have anybody is a crazy thing. But this isn’t a blog where I'm going to complain about my current status ( single, yep! ) or to even say “yes, I’m looking for that special someone” (wait… I just did) It’s pretty much just a giant story about my experience.  

Ever since I was a little girl, boys were just boys. They didn’t seem to make me react the same way other girls did. I was such a boy when I was younger. I was the girl that got picked first in gym class (skirt and all) I was the one that was allowed to play with the boys during recess, my best friends were guys and I loved it. I didn’t seem to get what the hype was about passing notes in class, giggling about pigtails and shiny things, all I knew was that when the bell rang it was time to play kickball, soccer baseball, basketball and all the other weird games that were popular when we were kids. 

I was raised in a family of not one, but TWO boys. My brothers are 4-5 years older than me and they were great growing up. I used to have full out wars with them, they taught me how to fight and rough house (not so great when you grow up and it turns out your actually a girl) But eventually, you do reach 15. And you start to notice certain things around you, like the girls wear… HEELS? And they do their hair? And they don’t play with the boys anymore, they flirt with them!! ITS NUTS! It’s kind of awkward too, because for the first time in your life you don’t feel like you fit in but it’s almost like you don’t care. You’ll take hoodies and running shoes over not being able to move. 

Sigh** those were the days. I miss those days. They were so uncomplicated! (I hope my daughter turns out like me

Anyways, that isn’t the topic. The topic is about what happened next. My life took a very dramatic change to ‘girly side’ & God took over me. I was headed in the WRONG direction ( but that’s a different story, different time) When I finally started figuring out that boys are cute & I LUV’em! Choosing became the issue. So here goes a story rarely told…
I didn’t date, I liked boys, boys sometimes liked me. But it just never happened, I always thought school,school, school first. My daddy always told me the same thing too. So it didn’t really matter to me, until one day…

I made a decision based on an emotion I had never felt before. (mistake numero 2) I was overwhelmed by the emotion that I was feeling for him, that I didn’t think of the obvious. My friends told me no, my head told me no, my family told me no,God was saying no, everything said NO! But I didn’t listen because I thought I could handle this & I’ve never felt this before. So you go through all the reasons in your head of why you SHOULD try it out, after all, what’s the worst that can possibly happen? So instead of doing what I knew I should have, I accepted. I got my very first boyfriend. If you know me at all, you’ll know the ridiculous amount of drama this caused in my life. Ten months of pure.. BALONY! I look back and reflect and can’t remember a moment where I felt happy. Or content or even a little bit satisfied. He was more trouble than a benefit. He gave me a headache, put me in sticky situations, made me question everything I thought I deserved, argued with me about everything, lied, cheated, it was all around a great big MESS! Many ask if I regret it and I say no, I don’t. As much as it caused me trouble and eventually heart ache I learned a lot about myself in those ten months. And as much as it changed me, I changed for the better. 

So here’s the deal, people always say life is about risks. This can be true, but stupidity cannot be defined as a risk. I took a ‘risk’ with someone who didn’t love God. At that point in my life I was fighting for a family that had lost faith, I was fighting for brothers that were lost & now I was fighting for a boyfriend who didn’t like my ‘holiness’. It was STUPID. Not a risk. I wasted so much time and effort on someone who didn’t even like me enough. 


Mistake number 1: When everyone says no, you do it anyways. 
People can always see what we are too blinded to see. Listen, don’t just hear. Don’t call them haters, most of the time their telling you because they care. 
   "Listen to advice and accept discipline, 
   and at the end you will be counted among the wise." Proverbs 19:20 

Mistake number 2: Confusing lust/like for LOVE.
If you’re always giving, giving, giving & you’re not getting anything in return. He doesn’t love you. Drop it like its hot and move on.


Mistake number 3: Listening, but not seeing. ( Actions speak louder than words
Saying ‘I love you’ doesn’t mean he means it. It just means he knows he can say it. Actions must reflect words, and words must reflect their actions. If he says he loves you, he needs to prove it.


Mistake number 4: Fear of being alone
You’re not going to be single for the rest of your life. You will, if you keep staying with people who suck. Guys don’t want to have to compete for the affection of someone who’s willing to give it to the idiot that keeps toying with them. 

Mistake number 5: Breaking up but staying friends.
If you got feelings for him, you got to let it go to. move on

Those are the basics, this is the bottom line for Pentecostal/Apostolic Christian ladies. 
If you’ve been called & chosen by God(which we are and have been). And your heart belongs to our creator. Expect nothing less from the boy that you choose. If you love God, he needs to love God. If you serve God, he needs to serve God. Opposites do attract, but only because darkness always needs some light, but isn’t the whole world dark enough, you gotta shine together. This should be your highest standard, the rest will follow. 

"A woman's heart should be so lost in God that a man must seek Him in order to find her."


 So, I’m no expert. But experience taught me that much. And as much as I get frustrated and lonely, I will continue to wait in the Lord. I know he’s got the perfect drama free boy for me. Keep on praying. Stay beautiful & Stay You. 

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