I can feel a pheonix inside of me,
As I march alone to a different beat,
Slowly slowing down my fear,
I am ready for the road less traveled,
Suiting up for my coming battle,
This test is my own cross to bare,
But I will get there
It's never easy to be chosen,
Never easy to be called,
Standing on the frontline when the bombs start to fall,
I can see the Heavens,
But I still hear the flames calling out my name
I can see the writing on the wall,
I can't ignore this war,
At the end of it all,
Who am I living for?
I can feel this light that's inside of me,
Growing fast into a bolt of lightning,
I know one spark will shock the world,
So I pray for favor like Ester,
I need Your strength to handle the pressure,
I know there will be sacrifice,
But that's the price
It's never easy to be chosen,
Never easy to be called,
Standing on the frontline when the bombs start to fall,
I can see the Heavens,
But I still hear the flames calling out my name
I can see the writing on the wall,
I can't ignore this war,
At the end of it all,
Who am I living for?
Heavy is the head that wears the crown,
don't let the greatness get you down
At the end, at the end,
Who am I living for?
April 29, 2012
"Who Am I Living For?"
Milestones.
Well, college is over and it feels SO good to be back home! It's not nearly as windy here...my skin isn't peeling off from the dryness...AND my hair is curling again! YAY!
So many news things are happening, and everyday I am reminded of how blessed I am. God is just making a way for me and it is all so incredibly affirming.
First of all, I drove past my new 3 bedroom condo for the very first time. Just finally seeing where I'm going to be living in a few days was an amazing feeling! I cannot wait!! Talk about a milestone!
I then had a super sweet meeting with my two future roomies/friends. As I wrote in a previous blog entry, God made it SO evident that He wanted me to be living with these girls. We are going to have such a wonderful time together!! I get so excited just thinkin' about it!
Another thing, I coloured my hair! This colour is something I have ALWAYS wanted to do, but I've been so chicken, until now! Sooo, I am now officially a REDHEAD!! I have had blonde hair my whole life and I decided now was the time to make a change! And I never would have done it if I didn't have a best friend for a hairdresser! She is amazing! Here's the "new" me:
Oh, one more thing...I bought a car!! It's such a surreal feeling...finally having a vehicle of my very own! But it was very much needed, now that I'm living on my own, I need to get to work somehow, right??
April 25, 2012
April 19, 2012
My Random -Yet Significant- Thought of the Day
Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow.
Today: is my last exam. History of Christianity II. It is also snowing outside. Bad bad BAD! But since I'm an optimist, this snow is keeping me in the library STUDYING instead of being outside PLAYING. I'm not even as thrilled that it's my last exam as I was last semester. Probably because I'm not mentally/physically/emotional exhausted from six classes, and I'm actually enjoying myself here a lot more than I was first semester.
Tomorrow: I am packing up my room. Now THIS is exciting. It's been a tough eight months...and I'm ready to move into a place I can actually call my home, and live happily ever after. Hee hee!
You know when you want to do something but you're not sure if it's God's will for your life or not? Well, I definitely had one of those moments where I just KNEW it was God's will. Example, about a month ago I realized after college I would have to move back in with my parents. The thought of this didn't sit well with me. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents, but living in dorms for 3 years and then moving back in with the folks is a tough transition. I felt ultimately ready to tackle the independence of moving out once and for all. So I began the hunt for a house/apartment to rent out. I spent hours searching websites and emailing friends hoping to find someone who knew of someone who needed a roommate.
I emailed one of my female cousins asking her if she knew of any roommate situations. She replied excitedly that she too was actually looking for a place! And another friend of ours was looking too. So the three of us set out on a search and voila! May 1st I am moving into a brand-new never-before-lived-in-condo with two wonderful Christian girls, all tied together with a super low rent rate.
It may not sound like anything extraordinary to you, but to me it was amazing. I didn't know anything about what cost of rent is high or low, cost of utilities, what to look for in a place, ect. But God sent me two girls who knew exactly what they were doing and I learnt lots along the way. Through all of this, I KNOW that God wants me to move into this new town and new place for reason. He wants it for me; and that is such a comforting thought.
Yep, God is good, and He always keeps His promises to us yesterday, today, and tomorrow. He doesn't promise it'll be easy, but He promises that He will never leave us and that He will always be our strength and comforter.
April 17, 2012
Your Great Name.
Job.
Dear God,
please help me to find a job.
(and if it's not too much to ask, please bring me to one that offers its challenges but one that I'll enjoy too...)
Amen.
On a side note, today I received a package from Germany!! Some people are just too wonderful.
April 15, 2012
April 13, 2012
April 12, 2012
Hair!
Hair appointment = booked!
I am going for a big hair change! This is something I've wanted to do for YEARS but haven't had the courage.
I figure now that college is over and I'm stepping into a new chapter of life, I may as well embrace all the changes I can. :)
12 more days until this hair gets did...12 more days of anticipation...12 more days to see if I'll still have the courage by then...12 days left to chicken out?...
April 11, 2012
"There is something about words.
In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner.
Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk,
and when you are so enthralled you cannot move,
they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts.
Inside you they work their magic."
Bath-Phobia
So, I am officially scared to takes baths...ever again.
Last night was horrible. There's been this sickness going around college...but who am I kidding, there is always SOMETHING going around this school, ALL the time. And for once, I caught it!
My One Tree Hill watching experience was not as enjoyable as usual because partway through I got SO cold and couldn't stop shivering. I'd get the kind of goosebumps that hurt as they form across the skin. No fun at all.
Because I was internally cold, I had to somehow heat my body up, so I took a hot bath. A really, really hot bath. I figured it would make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside -like a nice kiss, or a good piece of milk chocolate- and then I could crawl into bed right after and be completely knocked out.
This was definitely NOT the case. A half hour soak inside my hot bubble bath -while watching 27 Dresses, may I add- caused my body to react in the least ideal of ways. I became overheated and as I stood up to dry myself off my head began pounding and a dizzying effect took place.
I glanced at myself in the mirror as I walked by and my face was pure white. GAH. I couldn't help but think, I am going to throw up. I am going to faint.
I ran into my room and and just lay on the floor, breathing...head and heart absolutely pounding.
After a few minutes of being sprawled on the floor I realized I wasn't the most decently dressed person...so I mustered up the strength, put on my comfiest PJ's, and collapsed into bed.
As I lay there my body began just RADIATING heat. What is happening to me?! And because I have a roommate, I wear earplugs, and all I could hear was my heart pounding in my ears.
And because my furnace-bath dehydrated me, I felt my face and my hands and I thought that I was drying up into a dusty corpse, but I didn't have the strength to grab myself a cold glass of water. I just lay there, helpless...hot...and heart-poundy.
Needless to say, I'm pretty sure I woke up 5 billion times at night, and when I did decide to finally wake up in the morning, I felt a little feverish. But I already had a day-on-the-town planned with my best friend and NOTHING was going to stop me from going!!
So here I am, at Java Express, studying for my Psychology of Adolescence exam with a meditteranean pizza-pita and a hot cup of green tea, sitting across from one of the most wonderful women in the world, completely forgetting that I had such a horrible night last night!
April 8, 2012
You’re going to discover that conversations are best at 4am. The heavier the eyelids, the sincerer the words. Those are the talks you’ll remember. It’s ok not to know the answer and silence is not awkward. It’s shared, so share it more often than not. -Jeff Stuckel
So true. I need more nights like these. I will never be too old to have these special late night talks. I refuse to grow out of it! :)
April 7, 2012
Lot.
To enjoy your work and accept your lot in life--this is indeed a gift from God.
(Ecclesiastes 5:21 NLT)
I wish was better at "accepting my lot in life". I see the things, families, experiences, and nods of approval that other people have and I get this gross jealous feeling inside of me. Then I invite myself to my self-pity party--hosted by me!
I want to be happy with what I have. Genuinely happy. Because everyday that I live and every breath that I breathe is God's precious gift to me! Never ever forget that!!
April 4, 2012
People.
For so long I thought that I needed solitude in order to recharge, but lately I've been noticing the abundance of joy and energy I feel after being with people.
Especially now that research-paper writing has taken over my life, being alone for too long causes me to get cranky.
This is why frequent trips to the the cafe downstairs are necessary for my survival. a) I get to mix and mingle with the crowd of people, and b) I get to load up on cappuccinos and hi-rev mochas. (although I hate to imagine how much money I've spent on such drinks within the past month...)
I do love love love interacting with -enjoyable- people...but who am I kidding? I love my alone time too, especially when I realize that I'm not actually alone, but that God is always here with me.
It is said that the most excruciating form of human torture is solitary confinement. Can you imagine being locked away in a room for years without any human interaction? I mean, I love the person God created me to be, but I would hate to have a 20-year long conversation with my weird thoughts. Gah!
Anyway, I have this tendency of when I'm stressed and am SUPPOSED to be writing a paper I write on my blog instead, and end up going on an on about types of human torture. Focus Jennifer, focus!
April 3, 2012
Joy!
Reason why today has been genuinely awesome so far:
- I sprung out of bed and just felt extreme joy. I haven't felt so full of joy in the morning in a long time!
- The sun is SHINING and it's plus 20 outside.
- My man made a card for me, complete with a chocolate bar, just 'cause!! :)
- I went for an hour-long walk with one of my favourite girls!
- I drank an iced cap with whipped cream. Mmm...
- I finished a paper! I just have ONE more assignment left until exams!! Hooray!
- I am blasting Britt Nicole in my headphones. I love her! Her music reminds me that God is my strength and that He is bigger than any of my insecurities.
My Hunny & I
From a field of white flowers.
You were so proud of me,
I'm so proud of you.
All of the world and
All of it's power
Couldn't keep your love from me no,
Couldn't keep your love from me"
Imprisonment.
"When we search for 'ourselves' in the eyes of others,
we have imprisoned our own-selves in believing that our self-worth is nothing unless others validate who we are.
Unless we approve of whom we are, what we are,
and what we are capable of doing as an individual,
only then we will have released “ourselves” from our own imprisonment.
We are in charge of our own life’s destiny and what we do
and become can only be validated by our accomplishments and failures;
not by what others may think of us."
-Dahveed
April 2, 2012
Dependence.
This is my fifth blog post...Today. I guess I just have a lot on my heart.
You know that saying... "God needs to take away the good things in life to make room for the great things"? Well, I'm sort of feeling that way.
This school year, God has taken something from me, something that I thought was great...something I thought I couldn't live without. My initial reaction went from sadness, to self-pity, to anger...to questions.
God, what reason did you have to take this away from me? What is the point of all this?
Sometimes God has to take things away from us so that our eyes will be opened to what we've been finding our identity, security, and confidence in.
It's been a tough time of realization, a lot of tears, and loneliness...but I'm glad for it; I'm glad I finally realized it.
I want my dependence to be in God...not in the people who may or may not be surrounding me. Yes, it's hard, and yes I miss them and all the great & joyous feelings that come with them, but I know that God misses me more than I could ever miss anyone or anything.
Feel The Light.
Hold My Heart.
How long must I pray, must I pray to You
How long must I wait, must I wait for You
How long 'till I see Your face
See You shining through
I'm on my knees
Begging You to notice me
I'm on my knees
Father, will You turn to me, yeah?
One tear in the dropping rain
One voice in a sea of pain
Could the Maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breaking heart?
One life is all I am
Right now I can barely stand
If You're everything You say You are
Would You come close and hold my heart?
I've been so afraid, afraid to close my eyes
So much can slip away before I say goodbye
But if there's no other way
I'm done asking why
'Cause I'm on my knees
Begging You to turn to me
I'm on my knees
Father, will You run to me, yeah?
One tear in the dropping rain
One voice in a sea of pain
Could the Maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breaking heart?
So many questions without answers
Your promises remain
I can't see but I'll take my chances
To hear You call my name
To hear You call my name
One tear in the dropping rain
One voice in a sea of pain
Could the Maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breaking heart?
-Tenth Avenue North-