Why is it that when people look at pictures they automatically look at the faults? For instance:
My legs look deformed.
Oh my! Do I really look THAT chubby?!
How did my teeth get that yellow?
Why do we have that immediate response? Is our self image really that horrible?
I guess what I am truly asking...Is my self confidence really that low?!
This are my new revelations:
1. I need to look at the good things in life more often.
2. I need to remember that God formed me in his image every moment of everyday (yes that includes everytime I look at a new picture of myself)
3. Meaning that Every single time I look at a picture or in the mirror and say I just hate my nose, or Oh my look at that belly!, or even (and this is the worst) I wish I looked more like her!....Every time I put myself down, I am also saying that God made a mistake.
4. ( a little story behind this one) A woman at the store came in and said...I want a dress with sleeves...I hate my arms..They wobble! Let me just tell you...They didn't. But she wouldn't have it that I was telling her that. And big surprise here..She fell in love with a strapless dress. I told her she looked wonderful! (bc she honestly did) and she just kept saying oh my wobbly arms...I finally said it's all in how you carry yourself... JUST work it!
So number 4 revelation....Just WORK IT!!!
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Not to toot my own horn but....
Toot toot!
I am allowed to. Want to know why? I was made in the image of something perfect. God made me the way I am supposed to be.
Each stretch mark, mole, pimple, and "beauty mark" on my person was put there purposefully. I have decided to cherish each one.
I am allowed to. Want to know why? I was made in the image of something perfect. God made me the way I am supposed to be.
Each stretch mark, mole, pimple, and "beauty mark" on my person was put there purposefully. I have decided to cherish each one.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
:I never think of the future. It comes soon enough." -Albert Einstein
If I had a quote that is supposed to represent this summer it would be the one by Mr. Einstein. My goal was to relax and not stress these few months. I know what is coming. Dental Hygiene school....Yeah I am freaking out. But everyday I am reminded of the stress that will be my future in just 2 very extremely short months.
Every time I sign on to the wonderful world of facebook there is a new friend requests made by the other young ladies that will be entering into the program with me. After I see the friend requests it pops into my mind that I still have no apartment lined up. That I don't have everything I need for that apartment. That no matter how much I don't want to admit it I am not ready to move out of my childhood home. That I am scared out of my mind to face the crazy tests that are going to be coming my way. O dear Lord I need some prayer. Even now I feel like crying. I hate stressing out.
Side Note: Do you know what I realized the other day??? That when I move out this August it could very well be the last time that I live in my childhood home. A year from now I could be engaged....maybe possibly.... not so sure about that one. But it is a possibility. And if that is true than I will be married the summer after I graduate from dental hygiene school (if everything goes as planned). Yeah that is CRAZY!!!!!
This is my dream y'all. To be a hygienist. I just have to go through schooling. I Can and WILL do this!
What a negative post. I hope to have a more positive report next time blog world.
Please pray for me.
Every time I sign on to the wonderful world of facebook there is a new friend requests made by the other young ladies that will be entering into the program with me. After I see the friend requests it pops into my mind that I still have no apartment lined up. That I don't have everything I need for that apartment. That no matter how much I don't want to admit it I am not ready to move out of my childhood home. That I am scared out of my mind to face the crazy tests that are going to be coming my way. O dear Lord I need some prayer. Even now I feel like crying. I hate stressing out.
Side Note: Do you know what I realized the other day??? That when I move out this August it could very well be the last time that I live in my childhood home. A year from now I could be engaged....maybe possibly.... not so sure about that one. But it is a possibility. And if that is true than I will be married the summer after I graduate from dental hygiene school (if everything goes as planned). Yeah that is CRAZY!!!!!
This is my dream y'all. To be a hygienist. I just have to go through schooling. I Can and WILL do this!
What a negative post. I hope to have a more positive report next time blog world.
Please pray for me.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Retail, Dandelions, and White hair
I, like most college students, have a little part time job working in retail. I come into contact with countless people while I am at work. Tonight was exceptionally full of new faces. Each new face taught me a little lesson about myself but here are just a few that affected me the most.
There is this little boy that comes in with his mother. They are frequent shoppers. I love this little boy. The first time I saw him he had a mohawk of little blond hairs, converses on his tiny feet and the cutest face I have seen in a very long time. Being my father's daughter, I immediately began interacting with him. So his mother responded with saying, "Hey Jackson, Pound it!" He reached out with his little tiny toddler fist and I formed my gigantic adult fist and he gently tapped my fist with his. Oh I was smitten :) The next time I saw William I went on and on about this awesome kid I had met. When I have children I would love for my kid to be so very much like him.
Tonight his mother came into the store and I was so excited to see the toddler that had stolen my heart. But in the place of this precious toddler there was a rowdy (in a good way) boy with glasses that was easily 3 feet tall. It was him. My little customer, Jackson. He isn't so little any more. It was in this moment that I realized that kids really do grow like Dandelions.
Did I mention that tonight I worked POS? To those who have been lucky enough to avoid retail jobs, this means Point of Sale. It's basically who checks you out when you are finished with your shopping experience. To add to this pleasant experience it was also senior citizen discount night. This brings around many awkward moments where I have to either suppose that someone is old or wait for them to tell me they are old.
Getting to the point here... This sweet older lady came through my line and immediately said, "Senior citizen discount." Me, being the person that I am, Said I can't wait to be older and have white hair and grandchildren I can spoil mercilessly.I just love the idea of sitting on a porch with a glass of sweet tea, reading a book (with my magnifying glass in tow) and enjoying life. I want to be that crazy old lady that sits and talks about nothing at all. This seems like a wonderful stage in life. It's not that I want this to happen tomorrow... I want to enjoy every moment of my soon to be 21 year old life. It's not that I want to wake up tomorrow morning with a white hair on my pillow. I am just not dreading this time in my life. There are so many that dread being old, Not me.
Finally, the last lesson I learned: I love being able to tell someone that I was born and raised in the area that I still reside.
A woman and her daughter came through my line and as I was checking her out the conversation got around to how she had lived in many places and just ended up here. She asked me if I had always lived here. I said, "Yes Ma'am, born and bred. In fact my parents went to the same high school right down the road." I love living in a place where I have a heritage. Where I know the back roads. I have no desire to move away from here. I love living close to my family, my church, everything. Maybe I am too stagnant. It is entirely possible that I need to move away and gain some life experience. I am just not someone that thought I can't wait to get out of this town.
In conclusion:
I am not exactly the biggest fan of working in retail but I am a fan of learning life lessons. Especially in the most inconspicuous ways.
There is this little boy that comes in with his mother. They are frequent shoppers. I love this little boy. The first time I saw him he had a mohawk of little blond hairs, converses on his tiny feet and the cutest face I have seen in a very long time. Being my father's daughter, I immediately began interacting with him. So his mother responded with saying, "Hey Jackson, Pound it!" He reached out with his little tiny toddler fist and I formed my gigantic adult fist and he gently tapped my fist with his. Oh I was smitten :) The next time I saw William I went on and on about this awesome kid I had met. When I have children I would love for my kid to be so very much like him.
Tonight his mother came into the store and I was so excited to see the toddler that had stolen my heart. But in the place of this precious toddler there was a rowdy (in a good way) boy with glasses that was easily 3 feet tall. It was him. My little customer, Jackson. He isn't so little any more. It was in this moment that I realized that kids really do grow like Dandelions.
Did I mention that tonight I worked POS? To those who have been lucky enough to avoid retail jobs, this means Point of Sale. It's basically who checks you out when you are finished with your shopping experience. To add to this pleasant experience it was also senior citizen discount night. This brings around many awkward moments where I have to either suppose that someone is old or wait for them to tell me they are old.
Getting to the point here... This sweet older lady came through my line and immediately said, "Senior citizen discount." Me, being the person that I am, Said I can't wait to be older and have white hair and grandchildren I can spoil mercilessly.I just love the idea of sitting on a porch with a glass of sweet tea, reading a book (with my magnifying glass in tow) and enjoying life. I want to be that crazy old lady that sits and talks about nothing at all. This seems like a wonderful stage in life. It's not that I want this to happen tomorrow... I want to enjoy every moment of my soon to be 21 year old life. It's not that I want to wake up tomorrow morning with a white hair on my pillow. I am just not dreading this time in my life. There are so many that dread being old, Not me.
Finally, the last lesson I learned: I love being able to tell someone that I was born and raised in the area that I still reside.
A woman and her daughter came through my line and as I was checking her out the conversation got around to how she had lived in many places and just ended up here. She asked me if I had always lived here. I said, "Yes Ma'am, born and bred. In fact my parents went to the same high school right down the road." I love living in a place where I have a heritage. Where I know the back roads. I have no desire to move away from here. I love living close to my family, my church, everything. Maybe I am too stagnant. It is entirely possible that I need to move away and gain some life experience. I am just not someone that thought I can't wait to get out of this town.
In conclusion:
I am not exactly the biggest fan of working in retail but I am a fan of learning life lessons. Especially in the most inconspicuous ways.
Friday, April 23, 2010
You've Got Mail
There is one quote from this movie that sums up how I feel about blogging. Meg Ryan is emailing Tom Hanks and she says:
"The odd thing about this form of communication is that you're more likely to talk about nothing than something."
This is exactly how I feel about this blog post. I realized that I haven't posted in a very long time and I wanted to post. But I couldn't figure out what to say. And then I thought well there is nothing I want to say. This is my epiphany: This form of communication, my blog, is a whole load of nothings. But maybe that is the point of blogging. To distract yourself with a load of nothing and that distraction is the something. I am just not sure. I am still getting the hang of all this.
What I am sure of is that it is finals time! ((Insert Jaws theme here)) I am not a good test taker. I am an anxiety lady. School is stressful for me. I am not like my brilliant sister who graduated summaa cum laude...In fact one of my mom's favorite jokes to make is: Eden, she is going to graduate thank the laude! Which I find hilariously truthful.I am so excited for this May 11 when I will be finished for the summer! Especially because next fall I will take a large step toward my ultimate goal of becoming a Dental Hygienist :)
But can I admit something to you? I am scared. Dental Hygiene intimidates me. I have heard on all sides that this is so difficult. Achieving this goal is going to be one of the hardest things I have ever done. Not just school but also taking the boards. Just thinking about it gives me a pain in my chest. Then on top of this I will be moving out on my own for the first time EVER! That adds so much more stress on it! I am overjoyed to be accepted and So so so happy to be taking this step in my life but... I can't exactly explain it so maybe this other quote from this movie explains it better. It says:
"You are daring to imagine that you could have a different life. Oh, I know it doesn't feel like that. You are marching into the unknown armed with...Nothing."
The difference is though that at this part in the movie she is scared because she is losing something. I guess it is opposite for me..I am achieving something. But these situations are similar because we are both diving into the unknown.
Maybe I should try to convince myself that instead of being scared I am actually brimming with excitement.
Nope that's not working. I am definitely just scared.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Oh How I LOVE Jesus!
Revival was amazing! I was revived in one night!
Let me try to paraphrase the AMAZING sermon! But first I have to share with you a moment I had with God!
I was driving home from school one afternoon and I started to think about how when services are running long that preachers say that we are on God's time. And it hit me! We ARE on God's time! I know this is sad and I should have written it down but I cannot not remember exactly what was revealed to me! All I know is that the sermon went exactly along with my thought! So I knew it was from the big G-O-D!
But the part of the service that really got me to praising was the song service....You see let me just tell you. My family has recently come through a very extremely difficult part of our lives. My brother had cancer. He went through treatments and now his tumor (that was 14.7 cm) is now 2.2cm!!!!!!....So during the song service we sang a song called Master of the sea! That was the first time I have EVER been so close to shouting! Oh how wonderful is the love of Jesus Christ! YAY GOD!
The most inspiring part of the sermon was part of the sermon....Another side note..Have y'all ever heard that expression my cup runneth over?!...Well the preacher held up a cup and said what if I started to poor water into this cup and when it is full I don't stop and it just keeps flowing. It flows down the hill and into the houses, Down the other side of the hill and onto the highway, it keeps flowing throughout the community. He then asked Have you ever tried to stop water from flowing once it starts? Well you can't and it's SO true! When we really let loose and get into the spirit and it starts flowing we cannot stop it! Then he said now imagine the water is oil. It is so hard to get oil off! Just like the spirit! Once it floods your soul it is so difficult to get it off!
Thank you Jesus for blessing my soul!
Let me try to paraphrase the AMAZING sermon! But first I have to share with you a moment I had with God!
I was driving home from school one afternoon and I started to think about how when services are running long that preachers say that we are on God's time. And it hit me! We ARE on God's time! I know this is sad and I should have written it down but I cannot not remember exactly what was revealed to me! All I know is that the sermon went exactly along with my thought! So I knew it was from the big G-O-D!
But the part of the service that really got me to praising was the song service....You see let me just tell you. My family has recently come through a very extremely difficult part of our lives. My brother had cancer. He went through treatments and now his tumor (that was 14.7 cm) is now 2.2cm!!!!!!....So during the song service we sang a song called Master of the sea! That was the first time I have EVER been so close to shouting! Oh how wonderful is the love of Jesus Christ! YAY GOD!
The most inspiring part of the sermon was part of the sermon....Another side note..Have y'all ever heard that expression my cup runneth over?!...Well the preacher held up a cup and said what if I started to poor water into this cup and when it is full I don't stop and it just keeps flowing. It flows down the hill and into the houses, Down the other side of the hill and onto the highway, it keeps flowing throughout the community. He then asked Have you ever tried to stop water from flowing once it starts? Well you can't and it's SO true! When we really let loose and get into the spirit and it starts flowing we cannot stop it! Then he said now imagine the water is oil. It is so hard to get oil off! Just like the spirit! Once it floods your soul it is so difficult to get it off!
Thank you Jesus for blessing my soul!
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