Enter the story. You are free to conspire.

I saw this video today and I thought it was really, really cool. I am ready to enter the story, are you? Imagine what this could do; bring together families, help our fellow mankind, keep in perspective what Christmas is truly about (I'll write lots about that later). Watch it and please tell me what you think. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Evl9GYD48c&feature=related

Think about it. Are you ready to enter the story?

With love for Him.

Yours truly,

SD

Homecoming, coming home, eggs.

So this weekend I went to Heritage's homecoming with Elzabe as my date (if you do not know, Heritage is my ex-school and Elzabe is my white South African babe). It was fun and I had a ball pretending like I could dance. I just moved my hips, raised my hands when everyone else did, and if all else failed I just swayed with the music. Hahaha it was funny. I probably looked like a total idiot but oh well, that's the past and I can't change it.

But one thing that I realized at homecoming was that I still really, really, really like this guy. What code name should I give him? Hm.... how about.... Duck. Yeah, let's go with Duck. Just roll with it, guys. So I realized that I still superdy duperdy like Duck and that he hasn't changed a bit. He is still the same, old, anything-but-normal Duck. And I still loved it all; everything from the bell bottom pants and platform shoes he wore to a formal dance, to the way he danced like an idiot to "Tik Toc" and didn't care. Yeah he got sweaty and gross, but I still thought he looked as close to perfect as I'll ever find. Most wouldn't find him attractive, but what most don't understand is that his cuteness comes from the inside (how sappy!). It's his personality that makes him so attractive, in my opinion at least. And it just about broke my heart when he pretty much avoided me the whole time at homecoming. There were two seats empty right in front of me at dinner before the dance and Elzabe even said "Hey! Duck, come sit over here!" But he chose to sit on the completely opposite end. Then heaven forbid he even acknowledge me while dancing. It was really sad for me but I tucked it away and chose to have fun dancing. ;) 

Then, as I came home and was sitting here. I realized that I need to stop letting myself hurt because I never see Duck and that we hardly talk anymore. I need to ask God what His plan is for my guy. So I keep trying to pray that God will take away my pitiful sorrow and just fill me with peace and confidence that He will bring the right guy in my life at the right time. And for a short moment it will work but then I remember Duck and everything feels unstable again. Like I have to have this in my hands otherwise I might lose Duck. And the fact of the matter is, I might lose him. But I need to be ok with that because God may have someone ten times better just waiting for me. It's just so hard to imagine that that guy isn't Duck. So this is my current spiritual warfare. Between emotions and trusting God. It's harder than it sounds. Stupid girl stuff. : /

And then, when I feel like all hope might be lost, I am once again rescued by eggs. Yes, eggs. I love eggs so much. My personal favorite being and egg-in-the-hole. Its a piece of bread with a whole in it. You put it on a griddle with butter (yum) and then crack the egg in the hole. Then you cook it how you like it. I personally like my eggs runny. I mean I like them cooked but a little juice never hurts. Never hurts at all. Eggs are a very nice thing and I am blessed by God that can have a dozen of them in my fridge at all times. Yes, indeed, eggs are a miracle. :)

So that's my story. And my life. At the moment, anyhow. Thanksgiving is coming up and this is what I have to do to get ready:

Cook two batches of cornbread for the dressing

Make the cranberry sauce 

Make a maple, brown sugar pound cake

Clean

I like to cook. :) What about you? What are your Thanksgiving chores?

With love for Him.

Yours truly,

SD

Names

Here are some of my favorite names!

Boys:

Clay

Noah

Benjamin

Titus

Ara

Wade

Girls:

Rosalynn

Eloise

Evangeline (sp?)

Raquel

Elizabeth

Mary

Marilynn

 Margaret

Jasmine 

And here is the order of my children (or so I hope) and their names :)

Oldest: Clay

Next: Margaret

Next: Evageline

Next: Titus (call him Ty)

Youngest: Elizabeth (call her Beth)

And then I want to adopt one or two so add them and whatever their names are. ;) 

What about you? What are some of your favorite names and how many kids do you want to have? 

With love for Him.

Yours truly,

SD

Sunshine and a bucket list

A lot of my posts lately have been a bit gloomy because this is where I reflect on anything that's been bothering me. So I thought I'd spread some sunshine and make my life seem a little less morose. Let's see...

I need make a bucket list. This is a totally random topic that had virtually nothing to do with what I just said. But it hit me. I mean I've made ones before but I don't recall posting it on this blog. Now I know I'm not old nor do I have some kind of deathly cancer or illness, but you never know. So I take some precaution by being pro-active in the ways of bucket lists. Plus it's really fun to dream about the things you'll do. :) So here are some things I really hope to do before I die:

1.) Of course, go skydiving. 

2.) Live in a foreign country for a few months (or maybe a year) :) 

3.) Bring someone to Christ... that'd be amazing.

4.) Learn to speak at least two foreign languages fluently 

5.) Live somewhere utterly remote 

6.) Experience the city life 

7.) Learn to be good at photograpy

8.) Sell everything I have and give the money to charity

9.) Go buy this amazing hammock from Ten Thousand Villages 

10.) Walk the Great Wall of China

11.) Go visit an ex-concentration/death camp in Europe from WWII

12.) Live off the earth (maybe not for a very long time) ;)

13.) Learn sign language and have a conversation with a deaf person

14.) Publish one of my books (if I ever finish one!)

15.) Run a marathon

16.) Sleep on top of a mountain under the stars

17.) Get flexible 

18.) Stay awake for at least 24 hours

19.) Adopt a child or two 

20.) Restyle my room (I want it to be colorful and filled with different cultures and ethnics) 

There are many more but I'll stop there. :) Wow now I'm really inspired to go out and do things I never thought I could do. I feel empowered. Funny how easily I'm influenced, huh? **sigh of contentment** Today has been a good day. :)

Psalm 37:4 "Delight in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart." 

With love for Him.

Yours truly,

SD

Who am I?

Lately I've realized my biggest problem is being jealous and longing for the life of others. I see my old friends and their new styles and hobbies and lives and I want that. But I can't be them because I'm me. I'm floating around there somewhere in the middle and I don't know what my style is and the only hobby I know I have a passion for is writing. Am I making any sense? Here are some examples.

Two of my friends are amazing photographers. They are also the two of my friends that I'm most jealous of. They maintain their own unique style (clothing, hair, all of the physical things that define a person), one of them is amazing at playing the guitar (a hobby I used to love but haven't done for months so now I've forgotten), one is also another good writer (who seems to have much more inspiration than myself). I love photography, I love how you can deeply you can reach someone without uttering a sound. But whenever I try to take pictures they end up looking amateur, even with the very nice camera I use. I don't know what my style is. I just like what I like and hate what I hate. I'm a mix between a smug of indie, a hair of vintage, and everything else is just like cultural (like, from other countries, especially the Latin American culture. That's my favorite). But it's so hard to find clothes like that. 

Anyway... to get to the point, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I feel like I'm changing. Not only like, personality but taste-wise too; as in my style (how many times can I use that word in one blog entry?). It's different, I don't know many people who are like me. Which is good, I like to be unique and definitely not mainstream. But I feel like I'm undefined. I feel like I'm reaching a whole new chapter in my life and this new chapter is recreating a new me. And that's not bad. I'm still the same person with the same heart and spirit. It's just weird. I've never felt such a change in myself. I guess that's also why I'm jealous. My friends' lives look stable and fun, carefree and un-shifting. While to me, I'm still growing and figuring out what I'm being reincarnated into. Like a puppy growing into his feet. 

Maybe I'm just blowing everything out of proportion. You know I'm just writing my thoughts down as I go. This is how I think through things. But in the end, even when I feel like my identity has been stolen away from me, I can remember that my true definition lies within Christ. I am His child and if I delight in the Lord, He will give me the desires of my heart (Psalm 37:4). He is all I need and no matter who I am or who I'm around, He is the constant in this equation (cheesy metaphor? Yeah, I know...). 

So yeah... there you go. Have you gotten bored yet? Is there anyone out there who's listening? Am I sending the thoughts of my heart out into an empty void? Maybe so... but even if that's the case, this blog has helped me tremendously by getting me to sort out my thoughts.

Thanks for reading! :) Buenos noches! 

With love for Him.

Yours truly,

SD

Conversation

You know, my favorite times are when I'm in a quiet, empty house. When I can sit here without a time-limit, without a sense of time, and think. I think a lot, and sometimes the thought's aren't always good. But I try to think on things that please God. And I don't know if you ever get this feeling, but sometimes there are moments when I feel like God is calling me to sit and think quietly. It's normally when He has something to say. 

The other day I was very confused and thoughts and feelings were hitting me out of nowhere. I was lost in my mind and didn't know what to do. So I went back and tried to do a quiet time. I tried to find the answers in the Bible (because it has all the answers, right?) but my frantic flipping of pages wasn't doing anything. So I stopped and just prayed and then something awesome happened. I literally had a conversation with God. I talked, He talked. I asked, He answered. I wrote it down in my prayer journal and for some reason, I feel like I should share it with you guys. So here's what I wrote down as I talked with God.

How do you want me to live for you, Lord?

Do you remember how you were in 8th grade, Sarah? Do you remember? Yes, you do. Was it hard to see Me in your life then? Was I hidden in your lifestyle?

No.

No, I wasn't. That's all you have to do, Sarah. Give me your life. Surrender. Live for Me for real. Don't hold back. Give your whole life to Me. All of it.

But it was easier when surrounded by all of my godly friends.

People don't describe who you are, Sarah. Let Me describe you.

I will, but will it really work, Lord?

Are you doubting Me? Me, the One who is all-powerful? What a joke. I can make you influence the entire world just by following Me if I wanted to. Have faith, Sarah. Trust Me. Live for Me and only Me. 

But... I can't to that, it's too hard with time and everything.

What are you doing now? You could be studying but you chose  to come to Me. Let this be a daily discipline. If I'm important enough, you'll do it.

So can this be like an experiment?

No, this is a way of life. This is the only way to a real life. Life in Me.

Ok. I will. But please take away my doubts. Give me confidence, peace and joy that you're speaking to me so clearly. 

What do you have to lose? You'll certainly never lose Me. I know you'll fail at some point but I'll be there to help you along. I'll shower you with blessings while on this journey. It will be quite an adventure. You will see amazing things. 

I love you, Lord. I am so unworthy.

I love you too and that's enough. You're my princess and my child. Rest in My arms.

**after a while of silence**

Let me not worry about what I look like or how much I weigh.

Again, you are my princess, Sarah, and you're beautiful. 

This is amazing.

I am always here for you. I always have something to tell you. I'm always whispering in your ear. Just listen...

I will choose to listen every day. I will choose to hear you constantly.

Good. Go, now, and work and I will be with you always.

It was an amazing experience. I had not had such a peaceful time with God in a long time. I could hear His voice so clearly in my head. I don't know if you've ever experienced something like that before but they are special moments. You can sense the Spirit. It was awesome. :D 

Anyway... that was something I felt like I needed to share. I love you guys!

With love for Him.

Yours truly,

SD

Poems

I Love Fall

The change of seasons has come again,

Of chilling winds and falling leaves,

When hickory nuts  cascade from all the trees.

When the mild South begins to give way,

To the frigid months headed our way.

Some mourn this time,

Kissing goodbye to the warmth of sunshine.

But I welcome it with open arms,

For it’s a lazy time with no alarms.

Thanksgiving comes but once a year,

And Christmas, too, don’t lose the cheer!

I love to snuggle up, all nice and toasty,

And I love to watch the turkey roasting.

All in all what I love the most,

Is being in the peaceful woods and not on the humid coast.

Cold

My toes are cold, my nose is red,

I’d love to be all warm in bed!

I have goosebumps, my hands are numb,

Come keep me warm and snuggle, hun?

My eyes are watery, and I haven’t chosen,

Which is colder… Oh! My ears are frozen!

But I choose to sit out here in the cold,

Because I love the chill and I will withhold.

They call me crazy all the time,

I guess that’s why I made this rhyme. 

Hope you enjoyed! Sorry I haven't been able to write about my life lately but I hope to get to that soon! :) Thanks!

With love for Him.

Yours truly,

SD