Room To Grow

Music Man; the musical I hated until I got to direct it, getting stuck in my head since 2009.

True love can be whispered from heart to heart,
When lovers are parted, they say.
So I must depend on a wish and a star,
As long as my heart doesn’t know who you are. 

Goodnight, my someone.
Goodnight, my love.
Sleep tight, my someone.
Sleep tight, my love.
The stars are shining their brightest light.
Now goodnight, my someone, goodnight. 

I don’t care what they think. I don’t care what they say. I know my heart, and I know him. I’m choosing to trust him, and if that trust is misplaced, so be it. But it’s not.

People have long memories. They should learn to give second, third, and fourth chances - chances they, themselves, have been given. And maybe they’d see a glimpse of the man I know. Maybe they’d understand why I’m not walking away.

He’s my best friend (JenAnne not included at the moment). If you want to say something negative about him, be my guest. But be prepared to watch me walk out of your life without a backwards glance.

Baking makes me crave s’mores.

Weird.

Learning to love myself

unkaglen:

Anonymous asked: How do I learn to love myself?

Unka Glen answered: You will love yourself when you see yourself the way God sees you. 

This isn’t something you learn, this is something you accept. In order to accept the truth you have to reject the lies that you’ve bought into. Here are a few you may be familiar with.

— You aren’t good enough. One of the ways that the enemy gets you to swallow a lie, is to  arrange a series of truths in such a way that they lead you to make a false conclusion. Yes, you are not good enough for God to love you because of your goodness. Yes, you have done bad stuff. And all that might drive you to think: therefore God doesn’t think much of me.

Whereas the truth is, because I have done bad things, Christ died for me, taking my punishment, so there is now nothing between me and God. The blood of Christ is an exact measurement of how important I am to God. And it’s His goodness I’m going on, not my own.

— You don’t measure up, like these other people. We all can look around and find someone who’s living a straighter lifestyle than we are. We can all look around and say that someone else knows more Bible than we do. You know what I say? So what. Satan knows every page of that Bible, and even quotes it to suit his own purposes. (Matthew 4:5-7)

But I’ve taken ahold of the hem of my Master’s cloak, and I’ve been hanging on for dear life. Now, it hasn’t always been pretty, but I’m changing, little by little. I’m leaving behind some of my favorite sins and hangups, because I can’t always hold on to them and my Master’s cloak at the same time. And you know what else? I’ve watched a LOT of those straight dudes backslide while my messy little walk is still limping along.

— Just look at all the sin in your life. You know what, how ‘bout you don’t? Hebrews 12:1-2a says “Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith.” You throw off the sin, and you keep your eyes on Jesus, not the other way around.

…All these lies will keep you spinning in circles, and they’re a constant part of your life for a reason. Nothing scares the enemy more than you finding out who you are to God. Once you see yourself the way God sees you, these lies won’t ever really stick. Once you see yourself as He sees you, then you won’t be tempted by cheap counterfeit pleasures. 

Ephesians 3:17b-19a ”I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge…”

I take a quick time out from baking, to reblog the very wise Unka Glen.

Can’t wait till pretty little liars comes back on

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:D

Appointments = done

Allergist

• I have Oral Allergy Syndrome.
• Mine is unusual in that almost everything causes a reaction.
• There’s not really anything they can do.
• They gave me an epi pen, and told me to eat processed fruits and veggies. Joy.

Othamologist

• Ran the usual tests
• Passed with flying colors
• Eyesight is stabilized
• They’l see me in a year

Happy Stephanie is happy. She’s also sleepy, so nap time. Maybe. Or start watching AHS since it’s been highly recommended.

House shaking. Thunder booming.

If only I didn’t have another appointment today. 

Only two things could make this better: JenAnne/Durango/School (yes, that’s one), and the boy.

Thunderstorm ^_^

Perfect weather for snuggling up and watching a movie.

Too bad you’re not here yet. :(

But I guess that’s the funny thing about love - it sees underneath the surface, to the heart of the person.

No needles.

Thank You, God.

I’m gonna puke.

They’re gonna stick a bunch of needles in me. I’m gonna lose it. Dear God, why did I bring my mother? Oh Lord. Oh God. I’m gonna pass out.

1. It’s your turn.
2. I’m pretty freaked out about today.
3. I miss my best friend and my horse.
4. 8 days.
5. Holy crap… 8 days… time to…uhm… idk… just be myself. Like I always am with you. Ok, panic gone.
6. My ears are still swollen and super tender. Boo.
7. I don’t wanna get up.
8. I wanna watch scary movies tonight. But not by myself. *sigh* 

The life of an only child :/