The Real World of Christianity

In the real world of Christianity, people care more about what you wear to church than the fact that you actually attend.

This isn't a new revelation, but it's something that bothers me more now that I'm a parent.

Now that people judge my children because I dress them in clothes that are comfortable and not $30 suits that need to be replaced every two months when the children grow.

And this is why I'm trying to decide whether my children should be raised attending church or raised by a mom who loves Jesus but would rather go to the park than attend a sermon.

one of my problems with christian media

ok...i know no one writes in here really, but i just had a revelation kinda thing and i don't know where else to put it.

i was just thinking about an old friend from my old church who now lives in another town. i just found out he's getting married to his first girlfriend of 4 years- a girl he met at a music festival and had a long-distance relationship with for awhile before moving to where she lived.

this reminded me of waiting for the right one, saving your first kiss for your future husband, all of that. and i was thinking, the people who push this idea are trying to tell us what God's plan is for us.

in reality, everyone has a different plan, and a different way of fulfilling it. for some, they shouldn't marry their first boyfriend. they shouldn't wait until they find the right one before they decide to date anybody. some people need the heartache, they need the lessons.

i think i was one of those people. i wouldn't have traded it. i know a lot more about people, how they act, and who i want in my life because of my past experiences.

not all of the ideas are wrong. but i think some of them are blanket statements when they shouldn't be.

Fear[less]

I'm beginning my last undergrad year. I am terrified, but excited at the same time. I have so many opportunities and doors that I can open, I don't know which one to take. God has blessed me so much.

I love you girls and hope everything is fantastic.
You're in my prayers.

maybe i'm wrong

i feel like when you have a boyfriend there shouldn't still be this much guessing.

...bravery?

tonight, Frank Warren of "PostSecret" spoke at my school.

Tonight, I shared my secret in front of hundreds of strangers. In front of dozens of friends.

I received hugs from friends and from people I don't know. Later, I received texts telling me of my bravery and facebook messages thanking me for sharing.

I told a roomful of strangers that had it not been for my tenth grade gym teacher's door being open, I wouldn't have sought help and I would have committed suicide. I never thanked her as much as I should.

Tomorrow, I'm going to call her.


edit to add: it's February 26th on my end, here. Happy three years since the first splendid blogspot post.

sometimes I just want to run away.

Imperfect.

My husband and I got in an argument before he left for work.

It was about me, and something I continuously do.

And I was really defensive and didn't listen to what he was trying to tell me.

But I know he was right, and now I just feel like I've let the world down.

i don't want to feel so lost anymore.