Day 11: Your Siblings
Ok, I know it's been a long time, but I've been super busy : ]
Courtney: Courtney is my oldest sister, 11 years older to be exact. One of my favorite memories with Courtney are when she used to sing "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" to me when I was little. It wasn't until I was writing my speech for her wedding and was going to include that song tid bit that I realized many of the words were wrong. Either way, I still sing the wrong lyrics. Courtney went to college when I was I was 7, and I tormented her for it. Our age gap has gotten smaller since I've gotten older. She went to Emory University and is currently a graduate student getting her PhD. Courtney is now married to Thomas, and they have a son, Robby, who is a little over 3 months old.
Kristy: Kristy is the second oldest, 8 years older, and works for a company in Atlanta. Kristy taught me to do hair, which my hall-mates appreciate, as do I. Kristy graduated from Vanderbilt and lives in Atlanta. I used to love when Kristy would come home from college and we would have movie nights and get junk food. Just today I was remembering one night when it was just Kristy and I in the house, I think my mom was out of town. Any way, we got frozen corn dogs and cheese sticks. That was one of my favorite dinners.
Jackie: Jackie is the third oldest, and is 7 years older than me. Jackie and I have the same sense of humor, and share our addiction to reality TV. She's the one that got me addicted (I'm giving you credit, Jack!) Jackie went to the University of Tennessee. Much to my dismay, I used to wear that ugly orange : ] Jackie is married to Andrew and they have a daughter, Caroline, who is 15 months old. Jackie and I both share a love for dance, and we often make up tap rhythms and challenge each other in our foyer. Yes, we get bored.
I am sooooo proud of everything my sisters have accomplished. They're my number one icebreaker, I could talk about my sisters for hours. We're all very different, but we love each other just the same. I'm happiest when I'm with my sisters. As wide as the sky...
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
I am a Christian.
I am a Christian.
Jesus is my Savior.
How sad is it that I say this to people and that "turns them off"? I tell them I'm in Sigma Alpha Omega, the Christian sorority and they think they can't talk to me. Again, how sad? It hurts really, because, if you got to know me, you would know that I'm not like that at all. I'm not judgmental. I used to be in high school. It took me becoming a true believer first semester to realize that I have no room to judge. That's what God does, and even so, He does so out of love.
I am a Christian
I am not a "bible pusher" or someone who sits here telling you you'll burn in the firey pits of hell. I will not thrust my beliefs on you or belittle you with what I believe. If you come to me, I will gladly show you my heart. I will tell you that some of my best friends drink and do "other non-Christian" things. Do I love them any less? NO.
I am a Christian.
I struggle with following God's word. I'm NOT perfect. I let a bad word slip, I gossip, I watch shows (reality tv) that does nothing for me. I don't turn to the bible when I should. I don't always glorify Him. Yet, I'm still a Christian. God is merciful. He forgives.
I am a Christian.
I have bible verses in my room. I'm sorry if they make you uncomfortable, I truly am, but they remind me of who I am. I will NOT apologize for who I am and what I believe.
I am a Christian.
I go to college, which means I spend the majority of my day with non-believers.
Today, someone made a jab at me for what I believe. Yes, I know we're supposed to love those whom it seems are unlovable, but it's hard! It hurt, because it's not the first time it's happened. No, I don't take it as a joke. It wasn't funny. No one laughed. It hurt. It's not ok. I don't judge others for the way they live their lives, like I said, that's God's job, so please don't judge me. I don't press my beliefs on you, so don't persecute me for my way of life. If you're reading this and someone has "made a joke" about your way of life, stand strong. Especially if you're like me and are being made fun of for religious reasons. We all live in this world. We're all God's children. Be nice. Speak kind words. It's hard, but after today I will remember what it's like to be criticized for my way of life. Jesus is my life.
I am a Christian.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Isn't it AMAZING?
So, this post isn't part of the 30 day challenge, but I'm doing this more to clear my head than anything.
Isn't it amazing? By "it" I mean Christ's love. Since I've come to college I've realized a lot about myself. This shouldn't come as a surprise, college is a big deal. I realized that in high school I lived my life for me. What I wanted, who I wanted to be friends with, the grades I worked for, the school I wanted to go to. How selfish am I? I first realized the world didn't revolve around what I wanted when I found out I couldn't afford Furman. I had my heart set on it, and to hear those words is devastating. I didn't want to go to UGA, I wanted to go to a school like Furman. So, the May 1 deadline approached and I reluctantly sent my deposit to UGA. I pretended I was excited, but I wasn't, I was still upset about Furman. What little did I know. I got to UGA, my high school friends made friends, I was different from those around me, my boyfriend was at home, and I missed my family like crazy. Then I went through my first broken heart. I don't deal with change well, and this was A LOT of change in a short period of time. That's when I realized that I'd been living my life for me, and not for God. God broke me down so He could build me back up. I was what the author Francis Chan calls a "lukewarm" Christian (if you haven't read Crazy Love, I highly suggest you do.) I went to church occasionally, I said my 2 minute prayer every day, I opened my bible when I felt I really needed it (so, maybe once a month I read a chapter). I was judgmental; people who had sex, did drugs, and drank were bad people, I didn't do those things so I was a "good person". But in reality people who did those things weren't any different than me, no sin is greater than another. I realized God is a jealous God, but he is merciful. He took me away from all my comforts so I would turn to Him. I am by NO means worthy of His love, I sin daily, but yet, He forgives me. He has an amazing plan for my life and I don't know it yet. I live for Him, to know His love, to glorify Him, to follow His plan. I open my bible every day because He calls me to do so. I pray constantly because He's placed things on my heart. I've gotten to the point where after months and months of praying, I've gotten everything I want recently. I feel like it's too good to be true because I turned to God when I needed him. But perhaps this is Him showing me that I always need him.
Often when I tell people my beliefs I'm put into the "Christian" category-attempting perfection and judgmental. But no, I'm not perfect, only Jesus is. I try not to judge because I don't want to be judged, but again, I'm not perfect but I do my best to push those thoughts out of my head. When I meet you I won't thrust my beliefs on you, I won't push my bible into your hands, but if you ask me my beliefs I will tell you. My goal is that through my actions I show people that there is not "Christian" category. Christ's love isn't something to be defined or explained, it's something to be felt. When you do find His love it's amazing...simply amazing.
Isn't it amazing? By "it" I mean Christ's love. Since I've come to college I've realized a lot about myself. This shouldn't come as a surprise, college is a big deal. I realized that in high school I lived my life for me. What I wanted, who I wanted to be friends with, the grades I worked for, the school I wanted to go to. How selfish am I? I first realized the world didn't revolve around what I wanted when I found out I couldn't afford Furman. I had my heart set on it, and to hear those words is devastating. I didn't want to go to UGA, I wanted to go to a school like Furman. So, the May 1 deadline approached and I reluctantly sent my deposit to UGA. I pretended I was excited, but I wasn't, I was still upset about Furman. What little did I know. I got to UGA, my high school friends made friends, I was different from those around me, my boyfriend was at home, and I missed my family like crazy. Then I went through my first broken heart. I don't deal with change well, and this was A LOT of change in a short period of time. That's when I realized that I'd been living my life for me, and not for God. God broke me down so He could build me back up. I was what the author Francis Chan calls a "lukewarm" Christian (if you haven't read Crazy Love, I highly suggest you do.) I went to church occasionally, I said my 2 minute prayer every day, I opened my bible when I felt I really needed it (so, maybe once a month I read a chapter). I was judgmental; people who had sex, did drugs, and drank were bad people, I didn't do those things so I was a "good person". But in reality people who did those things weren't any different than me, no sin is greater than another. I realized God is a jealous God, but he is merciful. He took me away from all my comforts so I would turn to Him. I am by NO means worthy of His love, I sin daily, but yet, He forgives me. He has an amazing plan for my life and I don't know it yet. I live for Him, to know His love, to glorify Him, to follow His plan. I open my bible every day because He calls me to do so. I pray constantly because He's placed things on my heart. I've gotten to the point where after months and months of praying, I've gotten everything I want recently. I feel like it's too good to be true because I turned to God when I needed him. But perhaps this is Him showing me that I always need him.
Often when I tell people my beliefs I'm put into the "Christian" category-attempting perfection and judgmental. But no, I'm not perfect, only Jesus is. I try not to judge because I don't want to be judged, but again, I'm not perfect but I do my best to push those thoughts out of my head. When I meet you I won't thrust my beliefs on you, I won't push my bible into your hands, but if you ask me my beliefs I will tell you. My goal is that through my actions I show people that there is not "Christian" category. Christ's love isn't something to be defined or explained, it's something to be felt. When you do find His love it's amazing...simply amazing.
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