Today I spent 10 minutes searching Allrecipes so I could make cupcakes. I could not find any cupcake recipes, and I was rather dismayed. Until I realized that cupcakes are just mini cakes and therefore have the same ingredients as a cake. I felt stupid.
I am currently watching a Tinkerbelle movie , coloring in my Disney Princess coloring book, and applying a Strawberry shortcake temporary tattoo while waiting for my cupcakes to be ready. Multi-tasking at its finest.
It rained yesterday. Lots. It made me happy.
Yesterday I restocked my sprinkle supplies. Now I have 3 pounds of rainbow assorted colors to use to my hearts content! I also restocked my sticker supplies so I can send pretty letters to people. Alright, if you've been following any of this, you will now understand that I like colorful things. Especially if they're sparkly.
I suppose you could say I'm easily distracted...
Friday, July 30, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Why Am I Here?
I'm not technologically savvy. At all. I often struggle with the simplest electronic devices. Microwaves. Remotes. Alarm Clocks. Yes, I'm that girl who has the calculator the nerds are jealous of but has no clue how to use it. But I like to write. And so I've decided I should try to step out of my comfort zone and connect two worlds: the universe of pretty words and the internet. So far, its been an enlightening experience. I figured out how to link another blog. I'm still fairly proud of myself for that. Alright, super proud. Like sing out loud proud.
It may be hard to believe, but there is a point to this ramble. You see, though I may not be able to navigate the computer very well, I can still read. And over the past few years, I have discovered these wonderful places called blogs. And I have learned many things, laughed several times, and shed lots of tears.
You see, in the world of words, there are no walls to break through, no miles of distance, no social barriers. Only raw expression and heartfelt stories. And I decided to officially join this world with My Cupcake Diaries.
You would be surprised at how many wonderful people live on the internet. Not literally, but their legacies and thoughts dwell there for the whole wide world to learn from. I have found many stories of love and life, disappointment and pain, joy and fulfillment. And somehow along the way, I began to pray for the faces and hearts behind the words. I found myself crying over updates on babies and families I will never meet, laughing at the silly and sweet things children of people who will never know me do, getting chills over accounts of God working in simple, mysterious ways in lives I will never talk to until Heaven.
So does this make me an "internet stalker"? I sure hope not. Rather, I choose to believe because of this confusing thing called technology, I am allowed to take part in something way bigger than myself. And I think that's pretty darn cool.
Through various blogs, I have been able to read the insights of men and women who, like me, yearn to share the Love of Jesus with the world. And I have been able to grow. And learn new things. And realize what I want to do in the future. The first place I ever read about or saw a picture of a premature baby was on a blog. The first time I heard of the specific help and therapists disabled children need was on a blog. I then considered that I may want to become one of these therapists. The first time I really realized that I was meant to help and love orphans overseas was while reading a blog. So to all the people out there who had the audacity and initiative to share their lives with the strangers on the internet, Thanks.
It may be hard to believe, but there is a point to this ramble. You see, though I may not be able to navigate the computer very well, I can still read. And over the past few years, I have discovered these wonderful places called blogs. And I have learned many things, laughed several times, and shed lots of tears.
You see, in the world of words, there are no walls to break through, no miles of distance, no social barriers. Only raw expression and heartfelt stories. And I decided to officially join this world with My Cupcake Diaries.
You would be surprised at how many wonderful people live on the internet. Not literally, but their legacies and thoughts dwell there for the whole wide world to learn from. I have found many stories of love and life, disappointment and pain, joy and fulfillment. And somehow along the way, I began to pray for the faces and hearts behind the words. I found myself crying over updates on babies and families I will never meet, laughing at the silly and sweet things children of people who will never know me do, getting chills over accounts of God working in simple, mysterious ways in lives I will never talk to until Heaven.
So does this make me an "internet stalker"? I sure hope not. Rather, I choose to believe because of this confusing thing called technology, I am allowed to take part in something way bigger than myself. And I think that's pretty darn cool.
Through various blogs, I have been able to read the insights of men and women who, like me, yearn to share the Love of Jesus with the world. And I have been able to grow. And learn new things. And realize what I want to do in the future. The first place I ever read about or saw a picture of a premature baby was on a blog. The first time I heard of the specific help and therapists disabled children need was on a blog. I then considered that I may want to become one of these therapists. The first time I really realized that I was meant to help and love orphans overseas was while reading a blog. So to all the people out there who had the audacity and initiative to share their lives with the strangers on the internet, Thanks.
Crazy Beautiful
Mountains melt like wax before the Lord of all the earth! The heavens proclaim His righteousness and all peoples see His glory. Psalm 97:5-6
Learning to love like Jesus. This is what I strive to do for the rest of my days: For those who cannot see the joy amongst their sorrow, for the orphans who cry themselves to sleep, for the grieving families, for the lost people who cannot find a way out...There is Jesus. I am one of those lost people, blundering along in the dark, stubbornly refusing to cry out for light. But He finds me anyway. Isn't that amazing? There he is, simply waiting for his child to cry out to Him, anticipating the day she acknowledge the strength of his arms as he holds her through the storm. And once she realizes his love for her, she cannot keep it to herself. Her heart literally hurts under the pressure of watching the people stumble along in the night, refusing to step into the light of the shining sun. She knows she will never rest until they too can hear of the unfathomable love just waiting for them. Only a heartfelt cry away.
So she does for them what He has done for her: she loves them with a love that is not her own. A fierce passion that she alone cannot posses. And she knows that one day, the lost will be found. They will turn to the One that has been pursuing them across the darkest night, cradling them through the fury of the angriest storms, lifting them above the waves threatening to pull them under, pulling them away from the snapping jaws of an evil monster. And they too will be smothered in His crazy love. And they too will be bursting to share it.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Hate is a strong word but...
Dear Satan: I don't like you. You make me feel all icky inside. You take pleasure in my pain. But guess what? My Jesus is way bigger than you. He takes away the icky feelings. He reminds me that he loves me...and nothing you do can change that crazy love He has for me. So Satan, you can stop trying. I know you won't, but that's okay: I may not know what comes next, but I do know the ending to this story, the victor of this Battle...And guess what satan? You loose.
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