Africa Informational

The informational is less than one week away, and I’m so excited about meeting with future partners. If you have any questions, PLEASE don’t hesitate to ask. I will be sharing even more information once I return from training on July 24th.

If you are not a local follower of mine, but would like to get involved, CONTACT ME. Every bit helps and makes a huge difference. Thank you all for being such sweet lights of encouragement during this process.

X-Men, Modesty, & Reasons to talk to yourself.

Hey you guys! Thanks to everyone that continues to read my blog and comment on ways to change and improve, even when I’m slacking. I definitely appreciate it. Well, it’s the summer and there were many options as to how I’d spend this one but it’s looking like God will have me home. I’m working two jobs a again and I’m really trying to glorify Him in the way I work.

Last night was the first time I’ve spent alone with my moms is about 3 wks. You may think, oh that’s not bad, but I live ten minutes away. My busyness definitely interferes with my family time and I’m changing that as we speak…Well i guess as I type and you read. Last night we went see X-Men. We love Marvel. It’s kinda cute. The movie was legit. Hugh Jackman is just gorgeous.

I’ve decided to start a blog solely about modesty. The purpose of this blog is to interview Christian women, get their input on modesty, and allow them to express that through video or photography. My friends vary in so many ways so I’m super excited to get all of their ideas in one place and show young women that modesty doesn’t take from creativity or personality. In fact, being able to implement your own Ideas and likes in the way you dress while respecting the temple God granted you is admirable. I think I’ll post my first entry on that blog by June 1st. be looking out and give suggestions throughout the week!

Reasons to talk to yourself…well I can give a few that mean absolutely nothing but I’m going to go ahead and give you scripture. I read Psalm 42 a couple of weeks ago, it says,

As a deer pants for flowing streams,
    so pants my soul for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God,
    for the living God.
When shall I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food
    day and night,
while they say to me all the day long,
    “Where is your God?”
These things I remember,
    as I pour out my soul:
how I would go with the throng
    and lead them in procession to the house of God
with glad shouts and songs of praise,
    a multitude keeping festival.

Why are you cast down, O my soul,
    and why are you in turmoil within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
    my salvatio and my God.

My soul is cast down within me;
    therefore I remember you
from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,
    from Mount Mizar.
Deep calls to deep
    at the roar of your waterfalls;
all your breakers and your waves
    have gone over me.
By day the Lord commands his steadfast love,
    and at night his song is with me,
    a prayer to the God of my life.
I say to God, my rock:
    “Why have you forgotten me?
Why do I go mourning
    because of the oppression of the enemy?”
10 As with a deadly wound in my bones,
    my adversaries taunt me,
while they say to me all the day long,
    “Where is your God?”

11 Why are you cast down, O my soul,
    and why are you in turmoil within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
    my salvation and my God.

I bolded verses 5 and 11 specifically because in these verses we find the Psalmist talking to himself. He asks his soul, and very simply might I add, why are you cast down? Why are you hurting? I find myself doing that so often y’all it’s almost scary. I was telling my Bible study group that it has been established that I talk to myself a lot more than other people. I spend a lot of time alone. Most of my closest friends aren’t always that close, so I find myself confiding in myself. Well here, the Psalmist didn’t just stop at questioning his hurt, he followed it with a command to hope in God because then and only then will that lead to praise. That has been really encouraging for me lately. It’d be selfish for me not to share. We can definitely question ourselves and the state of our own hearts, it helps to understand pain and its root but we MUST remind ourselves that the hope we have in Christ covers all and deserves recognition. He deserves praise.

So, X-Men was good, modesty is good, our God, well He pretty much trumps both of those.

 

iRant…

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Generally before starting a blog I do a ton of research, praying, or even asking others’ opinions on the topic at hand. None of that happened here. This is completely at random and I’m almost skeptical of how it’s going to end.

*dives in*

I just texted a really good friend of mine

“It’s weird how much I love those kids…”

He didn’t say anything back but the more I sat on my couch and thought about reasons that would make my love for anyone weird, it didn’t seem weird at all. It seemed natural. I have this sort of attachment to the children I meet. It’s so much deeper than I’d ever expected it to be. They make me want to be a better woman and love with everything I can muster. I just need for everyone to hear me out really quick-like…

We have GOT to start focusing on the children around us. I know so many people, in so many different living situations, and so many different  on “child raising” that it seems necessary to remind the few followers I have to love a child. Initially, I thought this blog was going to be about the necessity of men in children’s lives, which is definitely a necessity but it is by no means the only one. Hence the picture of the father and son I decided not to take off. I stand firm in the belief that a Godly, confident, humbly selfless men can have more of an affect on a child than they’ll ever know so it frustrates me when I don’t see those kinds of men running to the opportunity to do so. In the same instance. Children need the gentle, quiet, nurturing spirit of a God-fearing woman to set the same example and assist these men in upbringing these babies. I’m not sure if you’ve read my biography but I want to adopt. I’ve always wanted to adopt. I know now more than ever in my life that adoption is and will always be heaviest on my heart. I know that has nothing to do with everything I’ve said thus far but it can, I promise it can. Every time I find myself pouring into a child I feel like I’m doing what I was created to. So many of my relationships with families at Abraham’s Tent are founded on the simple fact that I wanted to adopt those children. Now, that’s obviously not happening BUT that doesn’t mean I’m unable to reach out as far as I possibly can and do everything in my power to show those children that I love them and will always love them. I seriously have no idea what this blog is supposed to be about. I don’t even know what I should title it, or if I should. All I know is, as a body, we need to be sure we are reaching out into our community of children and loving them, Whole-hearted, unwavering, unconditional love.