Monday, May 16, 2011

"All I do is dream of you The whole night through With the dawn I still go on Dreamin' of you"


Susan was a successful young student. She went to school at a local community college and quite enjoyed herself. She had a wonderful family and great friends. She was happy being single and anticipated her future.
            Susan studied Communication, but took art classes on the side. She started taking super fun art classes that exposed her to new ways of thinking and a whole new purpose in life. She started realizing things about herself and the world around her. Susan was quite good at using her creative abilities and thoroughly enjoyed it.
            One day, an old friend, Billy Bob, asked Susan on a date. She happily agreed and they went out on a lovely outing. Turns out they had much in common and they quickly grew fond of each other. One day, Billy Bob declared his love for Susan. Soon enough, she returned it back. They wrote letters and went on adventures together.
Susan decided that all this lovey-dovey stuff better not get in the way of her education. After summer was over, it was back to school for Susan. Susan set things straight with Billy Bob and told him they could only hang out on the weekends and she had to be in bed by 9 o’clock every evening, so that she had energy for school. Billy Bob was a little taken aback because the two of them had fallen pretty hard for each other. But he accepted.
In the summer, their relationship flourished and they were mighty in love. Once school started, they longed for more time with each other but no can do with the new rules Susan had set. She had to be in control of her emotions and not compromise her education for something as silly and fleeting as love could be.
            Susan spent very sufficient time in her art class room. She received an A+ in her art class, as well as her other classes, and signed up for another. During break, Billy Bob proposed marriage to Susan and she accepted in a quite average fashion-not too excited, not too bored. She couldn’t let Billy Bob think she was too eager. She had to balance love with reason, after all.
The next semester rolled around and she set the same rules with Billy Bob. Billy Bob had hoped that Susan would relax a little bit with school so that they could work on their pre-marriage relationship. Susan would not have it. She strived to find the perfect balance between Billy Bob, family and school. Who had time for friends anymore? She sacrificed marriage books her and Billy Bob could have read together for textbooks. She gave up special dinners and outings, in order to study and prepare for tests. But of course, she fit Billy Bob in on the weekends and holidays. After all, she loved him and needed to give him a balanced spot in her life. But her education was number one. She would not let a boy come in and ruin everything she could be learning.
One day, Susan stopped and looked around her. She realized that her dear Billy Bob was gone and all she had was some wonderful talent and no one to share it with. Billy Bob wanted all of Susan, wanted their relationship to be her top priority-above school. Susan was not willing to give this; she must obtain perfect balance in her life. She quickly realized that her way of thinking was wrong.
Susan searched out Billy Bob and begged him to return. Billy Bob accepted, only if Susan was willing to put more into their relationship. Susan agreed. Soon enough, she found herself giving into daydreaming about life with Billy Bob and allowing her heart to anticipate seeing him everyday. She wrote him letters and declared her love quite often. She worked very hard in her art classes, but sometimes got distracted from thinking about some romantic thing Billy Bob had said or sending him a quick message, declaring her desire to be with him always.
Susan got back to the heart.

Danke…
           

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Saying "I Love You"

 I wrote the following over 3 years ago. It is interesting to go back and look at what I have written in the past. It is all still so true and relevant today. When I wrote this post, I had never been in love. I can see now why it is scary to say "I love you", but I still understand my point. People are so afraid to love other people, whether it be romantically or just in a "we are all in this together" sort of way.
Also, the article gives such wordly reasons for not saying " I love you".
1. Make sure your sober when you say it for the first time.
     My Answer: Make sure your sober all the time.
2. Don't say it for the first time in bed.
     My answer/question: Why are you sleeping with someone you are not in love with, and therefore, not 
     married to?
3. Say it face-to-face
     My answer: DUH. Common sense!
4. Girls can say it first
     My answer: Stop being feminist and let the man play the man by declaring his love first.

Anyway, here is my post from the past:
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Some thoughts.
This LINK is really stupid. Okay, I always learned about "oooh saying 'I love you' is so huge! Don't say it unless you mean it". In the context of boyfriend/girlfriend. But are we not supposed to love everyone? Why is it a big deal to love? Shouldn't it be easy to say "I love you"? Why are people afraid of those words, when it is the most important thing we can do? Love, even those who your NOT in a relationship with. Family, friends, people. Just love.
We went to a 4-H LCORT conference this weekend. I was a presenter for 4-H and it was really cool. I enjoyed myself, it was a beautiful mountain setting too, and it rained! Anyway, our guest speaker this morning was Keith Davis. I'd never heard of him before, but I guess he played with the NY Giants and was on ABC and ESPN and sports illustrated and what not. He was this huge black dude and he bent a metal pole in half and folded a frying pan into a burrito. .
He talked about dreams and visualizing them. He grew up in a broken home with abuse, but he was the change he wanted to be. He broke out of that mold and changed.
So at the end of all that he had to get in some stuff about abstinence until marriage. He feels strongly about that. It was really interesting to see a football player, who played in the major leagues, so into teaching these Jr. Highers. And to set them such an awesome example of someone who is cool, but believes in abstinence until marriage and staying married to one person your whole life and breaking out of the mold. Kids need more people like that setting examples. Being immoral is very, very glamorized in America. That needs to change.

Danke...

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

"No one ever really dies as long as they took the time to leave us with fond memories." ~Chris Sorensen


“I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth that gave him to me. The exultation floods me.”-Emily Dickenson
This must be how one feels when they lose the love of their life. The exultation floods me.

To have so many people praying for you that you stop in your tracks because you feel God’s physical presence so strongly is mind-boggling.

We can’t understand God’s design for His beings and when they should and shouldn’t go home to Him. But we can thank Him profusely for the time we had with that person.

We love you Jason, and miss you something awful.

Danke…

Monday, May 2, 2011

Beauty

I wrote this over 3 years ago:


America's standard of beauty is a nightmare for this generation of girls.
What is womanly beauty to you? (Seriously, please comment I'd love to know). What is the beauty standard in American today?
It is a really interesting thing, beauty. Okay so if we looked on the surface of things and looked around to see what beauty is, what would we see? Here goes:
Beautiful, absolutely perfect super models and actresses in Hollywood. Makeup. Dyed hair. Trendy clothes. Cleavage and tight clothes. Models airbrushed to perfectionism on the covers of magazines. Big red lips. Mystery.
Awesome right? If we could just get to that standard of beauty...just keep reaching for it...the hotter we dress, the more we'll impress...
Right?
That makes sense. That's what everyone/everything is telling us.
But isn't that so superficial? If we just go a little deeper, how happy are those models? Truthfully, America's standard of beauty IS a nightmare for this generation of girls. I feel so terrible for girls, and even women, these days who feel like they have to be perfectly beautiful all the time. Whether that be buying trendy, immodest, expensive clothing or getting a nose job. We are SO incredibly focused on looks.
When I was younger I used to be confused. Seriously, I watched movies and saw these beautiful girls. I always especially loved the hair. I would go to the mirror and try to make my hair look like their's on TV. Until a few years ago when I realized that those aren't really women. They are fakes.
"They (fashion models) represent the epitome of objectification: seen as little more than a walking clothes-hanger." ~From this article.
The article was talking about fashion models being unhappy. They ARE extremely objectified and they did it to themselves without realizing it. It is a trap and so many of us gals fall into it.
The less clothes, the hotter we are. That's a disgusting point of view and we need to get back into reality. Being fake with makeup that's caked on an inch thick and hair that's been dyed more than the number of hair on your head is NOT respecting yourself. We don't need to do that. We need to respect ourselves so others can respect us. Dressing in that "fake" manner is just showing insecurity and giving bad messages to the guys in our lives.
What kind of heads do we want to turn?


Danke...