That Would Be A Lie

Well, since I haven’t been able to write in a while, what I am about to write is a little old…sorry.

Well look at you, giving out advice, but you won’t take it.

Apparently, you can’t do anything wrong.

Everybody’s got a weak spot, and I hate to say it,

But you’ve got more than one.

Don’t try to tell me you’re perfect, because I know you’re not.

I’ve seen you at your best and, well,

Is that all you’ve got?

Yeah, I’ve seen you fall down at least once or twice.

So don’t tell me you don’t know what it feels like,

because that would be a lie.

You go on and on about how great you are.

But you can’t tell me how to do my part. When you’re pushed a little harder,

Don’t expect us to cry along with you. Aren’t you the one who said there’s not a thing

you couldn’t do?

Don’t try to tell me you’re perfect, because I know you’re not.

I’ve seen you at your best and, well,

Is that all you’ve got?

Yeah, I’ve seen you fall down at least once or twice.

So don’t tell me you don’t know what it feels like,

because that would be a lie.

Whenever you get the chance, you kick me when I’m down.

But you should know by now

That what goes around, comes around.

Don’t try to tell me you’re perfect, because I know you’re not.

I’ve seen you at your best and, well,

Is that all you’ve got?

Yeah, I’ve seen you fall down at least once or twice.

So don’t tell me you don’t know what it feels like,

because that would be a lie.

Don’t tell me you don’t know what it feels like, because that’s a lie.

So you know those people who try to make you feel small so they can feel better about themselves? Or people who just think they know everything? I’m sure we all know at least one person like this, but what can we do about them? There’s not much we really can do but shake off whatever they say, and refuse to let their words get to us. If you know what you’re doing is right, then there’s no sense in arguing or even paying attention to them. All you can do is prove that you know what you are doing.

Memories And Promises

First of all, I would just like to make it clear that I forgave the person in the last post a long time ago. Before the school year let out, actually. And we talk, just not much and not like that. I just simply wrote that post to let all of it go.


Anyway, today I want to talk about memories and promises, mainly because these were the two subjects we discussed in Sunday school. And before I go on, I want you to think about the thing you remember the most. It can be a good or bad memory. You can tell me what it is if you want or you can keep it to yourself. Now I want you to think about what triggers that memory. Is it a song? A certain face? A scar?
Okay, so memories are amazing things. For some people, memories are all they have left of something that was lost or taken. They can comfort us when we're sad and help us to remember the good in life. Or they can do the exact opposite. Some memories replay themselves constantly in our heads, especially the bad ones. And you could go your whole life holding in a memory that has broken you, and nobody knows about it. And if that's you, can you do something for me? Can you just l e t g o of the pain that memory has caused? Can you forgive whoever's fault- or accept whatever reason- it might be? That's a big step, but it's important because it proves you understand there's a reason behind it, and you're willing to put it all behind; to move on.


And then there are promises. We've all made at least a million promises, whether to ourselves or to others, in our lives. But here's the thing: how many have we really kept? Sometimes we make promises we're not really positive we can keep. Has anyone ever broken a promise they've made to you? Well let me ask this, how did you handle it? If you want to be forgiven, you must first f o r g i v e. Yes, forgive. It takes guts, but you will be much happier later.
Although, it is frustrating to count on someone and they let you down, even for the simplest things. What we all have to realize is that things happen that are out of our control, but how we handle the situation is in our control.
And when we break our promises, do we care? Are we really sorry or do we say "Oh, well." and move on like we did absolutely nothing wrong? If you don't take your promises seriously, how can you ever expect anybody else to?
As a christian, I've made a promise to God. Only it's so much stronger than a promise; it's a commitment. This means that I will live for Him and allow His words to speak through my actions. And I have to remember my promise to Him when my friends are out partying, or if and when someone offers me a drink. And if I ever think it's unfair or everything's harder for me, and I start to feel sorry for myself, then I have to remember I made a promise that was my choice. Mine. Nobody but me decides what I'm going to do with my life. And when I'm older and I look back on my life, am I going to be ashamed? Will my life be filled with  bad memories and a promise I made to God that I never kept? This is always what I ask myself before I make a decision, and I strongly encourage you to do the same. And feel free to talk to me about what you want to change, if there is anything.


I decided a long time ago that when I get to Heaven, I don't just want God to say "You're on the list. Come on in." No. I want Him to smile at me and say "You have done well, faithful servant."

A Chance To Say I Forgive You

And you really decided you’d try again; giving it another shot. My question is why? What’s different? Well let me just tell you now that nothing has changed. Not one thing. So do you really care or did you just think you would have nothing to lose no matter what? I’m pretty sure I have a good guess.



By the way, it’s okay to be bold, but before you decide to open your mouth, think. Think about if what you’re about to say is worth your time and mine, or if it’s just another breath wasted.


And what happened to what you said about being over it, about moving on? Because I was pretty sure it meant for good. And now I couldn’t be happier. But there’s always something, isn’t there? Just as long as it’s convenient for you. But then it becomes my fault because I don’t want to put up with it anymore, right? Well what do you expect me to say? I’m sorry? Because that’s definitely not happening.


I’ve told you before that you can talk to me, but when was the last time you said a word to me just because you were just checking in? It doesn’t cost much to be my friend, but it’s not free either. And when you come and go as you please, I start to notice you only come back because you think you can.


I give out so many chances, and I’ll keep doing that, but that doesn’t mean you can take them for advantage. I’m not stupid. I just refuse to hold a grudge on something I know is not worth my time. And when you said don’t hate the player, hate the game? Well I’m just letting you know I don’t care too much for either. But now that I look back at it, all I can do is simply laugh. I’m laughing because I’ve now seen a fourteen year old with the maturity level of an eight year old, because you think you will always have a chance while I put you in the back of my mind because I know you don’t, and because you’re cocky…and could you tell me what exactly there is to be cocky about?


But like I said, I will not hold a grudge against you, because I know you’re only human just like the rest of us. I’m just taking this chance to say I forgive you for everything you have done in the past and everything you will do in the future…and I know there will be things to forgive you for that have yet to come.

Hope

  Wow, this summer has really gone by fast, and I can’t believe I’ll be in high school. I know it’s a big step but I also know I’m ready for it.



  So, have you ever been close to someone who’s struggling and you were more than willing to help, but you couldn’t? It’s hard to sit back and have to watch, especially if your life is going great and you wish you could take the weight off their shoulders. Don’t worry, there isn’t a huge crisis going on, but it’s enough to make me realize we cannot take anything for granted.


  I continue to ask God to bless my friends and family and thank Him for giving me a beautiful life. And though it would be easier to know what we will become- what will happen to us, in a way it’s better to just focus on today. Life is complicated, but it is the hardships we face that build our character and make us stronger. Even when it feels like God has forgotten us and we’re walking blindly through life, worrying about what will make or break us, the only answer is to have h o p e.


Hope- the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best






But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. – Isaiah 40:31

I Love It, But It's Not My Life

 So as you may know, I cheer for varsity football and absolutely love it. Well, there's also a competitive cheer team in Waynesboro called Southern Charm, which is owned by one of my coaches, Erica Campaigne. I went to one of their practices last year with a friend and loved it. I also went to the open gym tumbling classes where we worked on back handsprings. Then, Erica asked me to join and it became my main goal.    The point is, some things just don't work out, no matter how much we want it to. God wants us to be well-rounded. He wants us to be passionate about some things, but we shouldn't be so into it that we're willing to give up our lives for it. I knew I had other priorities besides cheer, and I had to accept it. God just has other plans for me right now.   I asked my mom if there was a possibility that I may be able to join the team the next year, and she said she didn't know how much time and money it would require. So I prayed and prayed that it would be God's will for me to be on the team, and I still feel like the answer was never really completely obvious.

  Anyway, over Summer we have many practices for varsity so we can practice for our competitions, and every time I saw Erica I would ask her more questions about SCC and I became more and more interested. And this Summer, cheer has basically been my life. I love it, but I also realized that when school started- which was going to be soon- I'd have a lot more to balance. Especially going to high school.


  As Summer went on, I realized I would have to make a decision pretty soon, and I wanted it, but it wasn't that easy. My mom said she would find a way to pay for it and to join if I wanted to, but I felt sooo guilty just taking her money. And there was also the schedule. Southern Charm practices were only twice a week, and one was Saturday mornings. My Friday nights were already going to be occupied by varsity games, so if I had something else on Saturday, I would hardly ever see my dad. That wouldn't be good. So I started looking at the pros and cons of the situation, and always ended up with more cons. But I still couldn't just let it go because the pros were so strong they basically evened out the good and bad! I was stuck and began praying about it more than ever.


 But in the end, I decided it would be better not to do it...at least for this year. The timing just wasn't right. With going into high school and being on varsity, I would already have a busy schedule; and if I did take part in all these activities, I would definitely be risking my social life           

God is always with you, seen or unseen, saint or sinner. Giving you air, supporting your footsteps, nourishing you with sunshine, God is here with you. The separateness you sometimes feel is an illusion, in truth you are never alone.

You Never Know

   So this is my first blog and I just decided to write about what's bugging me. Well today was freshman orientation and I had two mentors showing me around. I didn't really have too many questions because I've already been told a lot about what the high school is like. So after we spent some time with our mentors and friends, the parents came and we got our new schedules, and the kids were allowed to go check everything out without the parents. Well, I liked my classes for the most part, except one class: journalism. Yes, I love writing, but I was originally supposed to take photography (which I was really excited about). So after I met up with my parents, we went to guidance to see if they could change it, or if the class was already full. But by then, I was basically in a realllly bad mood. Then my parents told me that maybe this was God's plan. What if journalism would help me figure out what I want to do with my life? Anyway, I really started to think about that when the lady told us she'd be able to get me into photography. Great, right? But, as usual, I overanalyzed the situation and thought maybe I was supposed to take journalism but God wanted to teach me a lesson, so he let me have it my way. Or maybe I was just meant to have photography and the lesson was to have a good attitude in situations like that. I guess you just never know, right? I'm just hoping for an amazing first year of high school and maybe when something like that happens again, I should just realize that His plan is always going to be better for me. And I just have to accept that I can't always get what I want. But God doesn't want us to be robots either..He wants us to love our lives and live them to the fullest, while at the same time, accept that He is in control and trust that He knows what He's doing better than we do.
So I want you to be open to new things, because you never know what will be the best for you in the end.  


   Thanks so much for reading this if anyone did, and I'll try to post as much as I can!

"You can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you might find, you get what you need."

                                                                                                                     - Rolling Stones