“All I know is this: nobody’s very big in the first place, and it looks to me like everybody spends their whole life tearing everybody else down.”—Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (via psychotherapy) (via quote-book)
God always knows just what each person needs. Because you have been created by God as a unique person, his plan to grow you will not look the same as his plan to grow anyone else.
He had Abraham take a walk, Elijah take a nap, Joshua take a lap, and Adam take the fall. He gave Moses a forty-year time out, he gave David a harp and a dance, and he gave Paul a pen and a scroll. He wrestled with Jacob, whispered to Elijah, warned Cain, and comforted Hagar. He gave Aaron an altar, Miriam a song, Gideon a fleece, Peter a name, and Elisha a mantle. Jesus was stern with the rich young ruler, tender with the woman caught in adultery, patient with the disciples, blistering with the scribes, gentle with the children, and gracious with the thief on the cross.
God never grows two people the same way. God is a hand-crafter, not a mass-producer.
No wonder we get frustrated when we think that everyone is supposed to look like the pastor or author or whoever is teaching us at the moment about spiritual growth. We learn differently, struggle with different sins, and relate to God in different ways.
When Jesus prayed for his disciples, he did not pray, “May they all have identical devotional practices.” He prayed, “Father, may they be one with you.” The main measure of your devotion to God is not your devotional life. It is simply your life.
smooth. That’s all just smooth. Alot of what remains; continues, if that makes sense. So I’m sitting here next to James at Kastner middle school watching the Judo Tournament, I’m feeling grown. I keep rushing myself to grow up but hey right now I feel complete. I’m thinking back to when I wished I could find a guy that would laugh with me and at me at all times, a guy who did the most corny/insane/sweet gestures. This guy on my right aka James Valdez, he’s that guy. This is fun. I’m actually supposed to be doing my hw because my book is on my lap but either way James keeps telling me “look look babe” soooooo yeah(: eh. Fun now work later at 5pm. I’m content. I know what I need to do….my dream isn’t going to come to me, I’m gonna find it.
It was sunny out(: I had school early as always but I’m glad to be there. After class I hung out with my friends at the “cool” cafe lol and for the first time ever there was more of us who were Mexican than Filipino..crazy hehe then I hurried to my car and went to subway with my boo! I love seeing him! Nooooow I’m waiting for him to be off work so we can gooooo rent a movie to watch with the whole fam, since today my mother in law has the day off we gotta bust out family movie night(: yeppie! I kinda sorta feel as if I’m living life backwards. I feel a little married and a lotta comfortable hehe idk I know I’m going to be partying real fancy when my boo makes it big and I hope to make it big as well. As long as all these haters sub-side….HAHA who am I kidding! there will ALWAYS be haters
instead you write one…for me. I hate you because I love you so much. There’s no one in this world that could make me feel, how you have made me feel almost every day these past years. I can’t stand it how much…you just do all these cute things I feel so special. I’m this girl, your girl, the girl with you making you happy. Nothing compares to the moments we’ve had…they should be in movies! Or not..(: today you called after work as usual, the first thing you said was “I just wanted to hear your voice already” I can’t explain why I said “be quiet” lol you wanted me to say awwwwwh and all that as I usually do but I guess it’s that when it’s unexpected my heart reacts a little funny..details and the little things we do. No one watches as many movies as we do or cuddles like we do or take baths in the tiny bath tub like we do; we definently make it work. I don’t think we try to make it look easy, it just is…for us. communication —————we talk all day long! It’s just the funky/light/ridiculous conversations we have come up with. You call, I call…at 7am,8,10,12 for lunch unless I go to you and we eat subway! Then again at3,4,5pm then you come get me so we can spend ‘quality time’ I loooove it. I love you babe!
People killing people dying Children hurtin’ you hear them crying Can you practice what you preach Would you turn the other cheek? Father Father Father help us Send some guidance from above Cause people got me got me questioning Where is the love?
“This year, I will work with Congress and our military to finally repeal the law that denies gay Americans the right to serve the country they love because of who they are. It’s the right thing to do.”—
Like…not everone is going to be satisfied with you. And trying to do anything than just accepting that as fact will most certainly break you. An important lesson I’ve recently learned is that sometimes you are not what people are looking for. You’re the exact opposite and you will be shunned and discarded for no reason other than that. After getting over the initial hurt of that realization, you accept that it doesn’t really matter.
I worked at the Boys and Girls club for a summer web I was 14. Then I took car of an elderly woman for a dew months. Then I worked at Charleys Grilled Subs. Then at the Island Waterpark. Then at Wendys. Lastly at a restaurant for 1.5yrs(:
I’m currently excited for Valentines Day(: we have plans set-issssh. I work Sunday nights so it might vary. But since it’s on a Sunday for sure we’ll go to church and bfast to ihop then build a bear then to the movies to watch Valentines Day with my valentine and hopefully all that can get done by 5pm.