Ideas.

I've been struggling a lot lately with the amount of selfishness that Americans posses, myself included. I simply log into Facebook these days, and am bombarded with complaints from every direction. Even people whom I know to be Christians don't seem to care about much more than what they had for dinner, how someone is being mean to them, or how their technology is being stupid and they hate it. And maybe that's what Facebook is really about. I just wish it wasn't.
I read a quote a while back by Eleanor Roosevelt that really stuck with me. She said something to the effect of "Small minds discuss people, Average minds discuss events, but Great minds discuss IDEAS."
Looking around, most people seem to have small or average minds. We don't talk about Ideas much. Not big ideas, life and world changing ideas. When someone starts talking about something big like that, we tend to change the subject or walk away. We don't want to think about changing our world with big Ideas. We think that people who have these Ideas are crazy and weird.
Well, call me crazy, but I want to talk about these Ideas. I have lots. Some of them most likely will fall down the drain and never make it past the planning stage, but I have them. And I want to talk about them.
But talking about them makes them real. Often, I don’t feel like I can talk about ideas as just ideas. If I talk about them, they are suddenly something that is going to happen.
Shouldn’t we be able to have ideas, and talk about them, and disregard the ones that don’t work? Just a thought. Another something that has stuck with me the last few days was something that Katie Davis said (surprise! Haha). She was talking in an interview or something and said that God doesn’t ask that we care for the orphans and widows, He demands it. So why don’t we, as Christians, demand it too? We claim to follow Christ. But are we really? Or are we saying, “Thanks, God, for saving me from my sins, now I’m gonna just go on my way and live a happy little life.”
I’m not saying everyone completely blows off God’s callings. But maybe we are so caught up in our everyday lives that we miss God’s still small voice calling us, and occasionally find time to write a check to support organizations working toward bettering our world.
I’m scared that I’ll be so caught up in my own dreams, that I’ll miss what God wants from me.
And sometimes I feel like I’ve already missed it.
I want to have ideas that I can talk about freely. Ideas that grow and change as they start to come about.

Ideas that will change the world.

This might be long and confusing...its mostly ramblings

Tonight I am overflowing with emotions for a 23 year old woman named Katie Davis. She founded Amazima Ministries in Uganda, Africa in 2008, and lives there today as a mother of 13 Ugandan girls. More about Amazima here.
I recieved Katie's book, Kisses from Katie for Christmas this year.
I have spent the last two days devouring each page, scouring youtube for videos of her and her interviews, and reading all her blog posts. The way she carries herself, the way she talks and lives is more than anyone would ever expect from a 23 year old. I see in her someone I almost secretly dream of becoming. Her story is beautiful and breathtaking and almost surreal. Her life is a beautiful example of love. I cannot tell you how much reading her story and watching her interviews and looking at her pictures makes me want to drop everything and move to Uganda. :) But seriously, this is wakening a passion for missions and ministry in me that I only kind of realized I had before. I long to see for myself the kind of love these people have, the kind of faith and trust they have in Jesus.
I've been realizing that where I am now is not very trusting. But I don't need to be. I have everything I need. I don't have to trust in God for really anything.
And I hate it.
I hate that I can't live simply, and trust God for every little think. I hate that I don't need to. That I think I can make it on my own, and don't have to drop to my knees before God when it becomes too much. Everything around me is pushing me upward, toward self sustaining, prosperous living. But deep inside, all i want to do is get rid of it all, and live on nothing so I have to trust in God to sustain me.
Don't get me wrong, being able to provide for yourself and your family is wonderful. Amazima is working toward that in many ways. But being able to provide for and sustain your family is a very different category from being a prosperous human being. I tend to forget what it looks like to lose everything.
I Don't Want to Gain the Whole World, and Lose My Soul.
I'm scared of becoming so caught up in this whirlwind of life that I lose sight of what is truly important. I'm scared that I've already lost it.
Katie's story breaks my heart in a million different ways. I think in my head that this is what I want to be, what I want to do. But my heart is not sure, and I don't want to be wrong. I pray that God will show me what I'm supposed to do, who I'm supposed to be. And how to get there from Here. Because right now, I feel like I'm living a life in the middle of the ocean, on a tiny little raft, with no where to turn. And only God can get me onto dry land.

Busted Heart.

Winter has come back again
Feels like the season won't end
My faith is dying tonight
And I won't try to pretend

I've got it all figured out
I don't have any doubts
I've got a busted heart
I need You now
Yeah, I need You now

Hold on to me, hold on to me
Don't let me lose my way
Hold on to me

I am the wandering son
Your love is never enough
I keep chasing the wind
Instead of chasing Your love
I'm screaming out Your name
Don't let me fall on my face
I've got a busted heart
I'm in need of a change
I'm desperate for grace

Hold on to me, take all of me
Don't let me lose my way
Hold on to me

Broke Your heart a thousand times
But You've never left my side
You have always been here for me

You never let me go
You never let me go
Don't ever let me go

Hold on to me, hold on to me
Don't let me lose my way
Hold on to me

Hold on to me, take all of me
Don't let me lose my way
Hold on to me

Until it comes to an end
Soon this season will end
I'll surrender tonight
You meet me right where I am

~Busted Heart by For King and Country.


This is so true. I forget this too often, that I have a busted heart. That I'm losing it, and God's right there. I'm so imperfect, and he is always waiting. i think I have everything figured out and in line and it all comes crashing down again. I forget that I really do need God. I forget that I really do want God, and I stop leaning on him. I stop trusting him. I even tell him I can make it on my own, when deep inside I know I can't.

It's usually a tough journey to get back.

I can never be thankful enough for the people in my life that have helped me through times like these without even knowing it. EB, Liz, Abi, Carol, Sara, Jess S., the list goes on. All it takes is a simple smile, a kind word, or a night full of just talking. And suddenly I'm back in his arms, and I've surrendered again.

Slavery is here.

can anyone hear me?
will anyone break these chains?
who will free me?
from this dark place?
does God see me?
what is His name?
will He help me?
im just a beautiful slave
~Beautiful Slave, By Take No Glory


Recently I've been thinking a lot about Sex Trafficking. I did a project last semester that involved some of that for English, and some of the statistics are shocking. I can't even BEGIN to imagine.....


We need to raise awareness. We need to do something to Stop this crime. God, Help us please. Let us be a light to shine in this dark world.