Sometimes I'm so confused. I wonder how I've messed up, and how I can prevent myself from making the same mistakes. How do I choose one friend over another? Is it right for me to put one friend first/must I put one friend first? Relationships are so complicated. I don't understand. It didn't used to be this way. I didn't used to feel inadequate as a friend. Is it right for a friend to make another feel guilty? It's not like I do anything major--like today I chose to sit at the front when my friend was at the back. I'm more distracted in the back and I like the front, but my friend, my best friend, was having a bad day. And I wasn't there for her. When will I learn? How much of what I feel is conviction and how much is unjust guilt? What do I do?
God, I know you've blessed me with wonderful friends. And I need to trust You in all I do. Help me to understand the effect of my actions. I want to love them--I want to show Your love. I don't want to reject them or let them down. I know I'm not perfect, but you tell me to "Be perfect therefore, as your Heavenly Father is perfect." I know I can't do anything with my own strength--alone I wouldn't even exist. Please help me to rely on You and not lean on my own understanding--I really do not have any clue what's going on for the most part. Thank You for listening and always being there for me. Thank You for Your love, Father. You're so amazing.
God Bless,
Brianna
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Fear
"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will uphold you with My righteous right hand."
"The Lord is my light and my salvation-whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life-of whom shall I be afraid?"
I have been given the privilege of speaking in front of several people at my church tomorrow night for a couple minutes about fear and how God has helped me in my fight against it. I decided it would be good to just write out some stuff about it on here, to brainstorm if you will, or just think some about it.
Fear has been something I've struggled with for a while. It's mainly been fear of other people, not that I'd be hurt by them or anything, but I've been afraid of their perception of me. I don't want to be looked down upon. I don't want to be judged. I don't want to mess up. I fear making mistakes. I fear speaking up and speaking out. In terms of perception, I've never really cared how people view me outwardly-how I dress or how my hair looks, that hasn't really bothered me much. What I care about is what others think of me as a person, and this has caused fear to rise up in me.
If I mess up-what will people say? Will they want to speak to me anymore? Will they value my opinions? If I stumble over my words, will they listen to what I have to say? If I say the wrong thing, something they don't agree with, will they argue with me and push me down?
I've feared being a leader in that I might lead in the wrong direction. That I might think God is saying one thing but He's really saying another. That I might misinterpret something.
So mainly, I fear messing up and making mistakes. But you know what I've realized? God is bigger than my mistakes. If I don't step out, how can He use me? I am not more powerful than Him-I can never do anything that could mess something up so bad that He couldn't fix it. As I trust in Him and follow Him and lean on His strength, I'll learn to hear His voice more clearly and follow His direction more closely. As I follow Him, He is with me. He's not going to leave me or forsake me. He is my strength when I am weak. He is my light when I cannot see. He is my Deliverer, my Stronghold, my Protection. He knows every detail about me, yet He loves me anyway. And not only does He love me, but He wants to use me. He wants to help me. He pushes me out of my comfort zone so that the only option is to trust in Him for strength.
Even in the past week, He has challenged me with just praying in front of people I respect. And now He's challenging me with speaking in front of a ton of people. He's breaking off the power that fear has had in my life. As I put more faith in Him, the fear melts away, replaced with boldness. But I must never let my guard down, I must never just slip into complacency, for then the enemy attacks me with more fear yet again. I must remain grounded in the Word and spend time with Him daily. I must constantly be reminded of what He has done for me. I must not forget.
God, I give tomorrow to you. Use me as You will. I wish to be an empty vessel through which You work, not so that I may have any glory, but so that the people who listen are strengthened and encouraged. I want others to know how amazing You are. I want them to know that You are my Rock and Fortress. I want them to know that I can do nothing without You. Thank You for Your never-ending love. Thank You for this opportunity to speak. Thank You for Your encouragement and peace. I love You, my Father.
May God bless you and keep you as you go about your day.
Brianna
:)†<3U
"The Lord is my light and my salvation-whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life-of whom shall I be afraid?"
I have been given the privilege of speaking in front of several people at my church tomorrow night for a couple minutes about fear and how God has helped me in my fight against it. I decided it would be good to just write out some stuff about it on here, to brainstorm if you will, or just think some about it.
Fear has been something I've struggled with for a while. It's mainly been fear of other people, not that I'd be hurt by them or anything, but I've been afraid of their perception of me. I don't want to be looked down upon. I don't want to be judged. I don't want to mess up. I fear making mistakes. I fear speaking up and speaking out. In terms of perception, I've never really cared how people view me outwardly-how I dress or how my hair looks, that hasn't really bothered me much. What I care about is what others think of me as a person, and this has caused fear to rise up in me.
If I mess up-what will people say? Will they want to speak to me anymore? Will they value my opinions? If I stumble over my words, will they listen to what I have to say? If I say the wrong thing, something they don't agree with, will they argue with me and push me down?
I've feared being a leader in that I might lead in the wrong direction. That I might think God is saying one thing but He's really saying another. That I might misinterpret something.
So mainly, I fear messing up and making mistakes. But you know what I've realized? God is bigger than my mistakes. If I don't step out, how can He use me? I am not more powerful than Him-I can never do anything that could mess something up so bad that He couldn't fix it. As I trust in Him and follow Him and lean on His strength, I'll learn to hear His voice more clearly and follow His direction more closely. As I follow Him, He is with me. He's not going to leave me or forsake me. He is my strength when I am weak. He is my light when I cannot see. He is my Deliverer, my Stronghold, my Protection. He knows every detail about me, yet He loves me anyway. And not only does He love me, but He wants to use me. He wants to help me. He pushes me out of my comfort zone so that the only option is to trust in Him for strength.
Even in the past week, He has challenged me with just praying in front of people I respect. And now He's challenging me with speaking in front of a ton of people. He's breaking off the power that fear has had in my life. As I put more faith in Him, the fear melts away, replaced with boldness. But I must never let my guard down, I must never just slip into complacency, for then the enemy attacks me with more fear yet again. I must remain grounded in the Word and spend time with Him daily. I must constantly be reminded of what He has done for me. I must not forget.
God, I give tomorrow to you. Use me as You will. I wish to be an empty vessel through which You work, not so that I may have any glory, but so that the people who listen are strengthened and encouraged. I want others to know how amazing You are. I want them to know that You are my Rock and Fortress. I want them to know that I can do nothing without You. Thank You for Your never-ending love. Thank You for this opportunity to speak. Thank You for Your encouragement and peace. I love You, my Father.
May God bless you and keep you as you go about your day.
Brianna
:)†<3U
Encouraging Scriptures
Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Isaiah 41:10
Cast your cares on the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous fall.
Psalm 55:22
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11
The Lord is my Light and my Salvation – whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life – of whom shall I be afraid?
Psalm 27:1
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.
Matthew 11:28-30
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.
Romans 8:28
The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to Him in song.
Psalm 28:7
The Lord gives strength to His people; the Lord blesses His people with peace.
Psalm 29:11
No, we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:37-39
Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in Me.
John 14:1
For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship, and by Him we cry, “Abba, Father.”
Romans 8:15
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way an the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.
Psalm 46:1-3
The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.
Psalm 46:11
I love You, O Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies.
Psalm 18:1-3
Isaiah 41:10
Cast your cares on the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous fall.
Psalm 55:22
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11
The Lord is my Light and my Salvation – whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life – of whom shall I be afraid?
Psalm 27:1
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.
Matthew 11:28-30
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.
Romans 8:28
The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to Him in song.
Psalm 28:7
The Lord gives strength to His people; the Lord blesses His people with peace.
Psalm 29:11
No, we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:37-39
Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in Me.
John 14:1
For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship, and by Him we cry, “Abba, Father.”
Romans 8:15
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way an the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.
Psalm 46:1-3
The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.
Psalm 46:11
I love You, O Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies.
Psalm 18:1-3
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Freedom
"It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery." Galatians 5:1
I felt the desire to write something, even if no one is going to read it. Who knows? Maybe someone will read, maybe someone won't, but I will write anyway.
This past weekend, I went on a prayer summit with my church. I was the youngest there from my church, and one of only four youth. I felt honored to be invited and am so glad that I went. I am blessed, so blessed. I have a family who loves me and is excited for me to go to things like this and even comes with me. I have friends who are on fire for God and who challenge me daily. And most of all, I have a loving Father who gave His only Son to rescue me from my own failures. He gives me strength, in Him alone do I put my trust. I know He will never fail me. I know He is always with me, and I will praise Him for the rest of my life.
The reason this post is titled "freedom" is that in this last week I have a new level of freedom. I am an introvert and pretty shy, especially around people I don't know or those I consider more spiritually mature than I am. I have become comfortable enough praying with my group of friends, but beyond that I struggle.
This weekend, we split into groups during prayer time, and my three friends and me followed our youth pastor because he was in charge of a group. An elder in our church that we all really love came too. After we started to pray in the first session, someone came and sat in a seat, joining our circle. My eyes were closed, so I didn't know who it was initially, but when he started to pray, I recognized his voice immediately: the senior pastor of my church.
I definitely sensed breakthrough this week for me. In the midst of this group, initially I did feel uncomfortable praying, yet by the last session there was a comfort and a peace I felt about it. I realize now that it is God who has placed this "shyness" in me: as a result, I am reliant on Him for courage to speak out. And He does give me courage and strength, and as I grow closer to Him I realize how much He loves me and truly is with me. He is a God of truth, and He keeps His promises-and He has promised to never leave me or forsake me.
I am free to worship. I am free to pray. I am free to live a life on fire for God. And I have this freedom through Christ Jesus, my Friend, my Savior, my Brother. Praise be to God forever and ever! Hallelujah(-weh)!
God is good all the time, and all the time He is good.
God Bless!
Bria(nna)
:)†<3U
Smile, Jesus Loves You!
I felt the desire to write something, even if no one is going to read it. Who knows? Maybe someone will read, maybe someone won't, but I will write anyway.
This past weekend, I went on a prayer summit with my church. I was the youngest there from my church, and one of only four youth. I felt honored to be invited and am so glad that I went. I am blessed, so blessed. I have a family who loves me and is excited for me to go to things like this and even comes with me. I have friends who are on fire for God and who challenge me daily. And most of all, I have a loving Father who gave His only Son to rescue me from my own failures. He gives me strength, in Him alone do I put my trust. I know He will never fail me. I know He is always with me, and I will praise Him for the rest of my life.
The reason this post is titled "freedom" is that in this last week I have a new level of freedom. I am an introvert and pretty shy, especially around people I don't know or those I consider more spiritually mature than I am. I have become comfortable enough praying with my group of friends, but beyond that I struggle.
This weekend, we split into groups during prayer time, and my three friends and me followed our youth pastor because he was in charge of a group. An elder in our church that we all really love came too. After we started to pray in the first session, someone came and sat in a seat, joining our circle. My eyes were closed, so I didn't know who it was initially, but when he started to pray, I recognized his voice immediately: the senior pastor of my church.
I definitely sensed breakthrough this week for me. In the midst of this group, initially I did feel uncomfortable praying, yet by the last session there was a comfort and a peace I felt about it. I realize now that it is God who has placed this "shyness" in me: as a result, I am reliant on Him for courage to speak out. And He does give me courage and strength, and as I grow closer to Him I realize how much He loves me and truly is with me. He is a God of truth, and He keeps His promises-and He has promised to never leave me or forsake me.
I am free to worship. I am free to pray. I am free to live a life on fire for God. And I have this freedom through Christ Jesus, my Friend, my Savior, my Brother. Praise be to God forever and ever! Hallelujah(-weh)!
God is good all the time, and all the time He is good.
God Bless!
Bria(nna)
:)†<3U
Smile, Jesus Loves You!
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Summer
It has been a year. Or pretty close to one actually. And now I feel like creating another post. Maybe it's because it's summer and I have a lot more time. I'm not exactly sure.
Life's been going great lately. The stress of school is finally over, and now I can spend more time doing relaxing and enjoyable things.
What really excites me now is the fact that church camp starts next week. I get to go to a place that's like a second home. A place where something wonderful always happens. The place I met Katrina. The place I was baptized in the Holy Spirit. The place where I've met a ton of cool people. A place where God moves. God is good all the time.
†God Bless†
Bria
Life's been going great lately. The stress of school is finally over, and now I can spend more time doing relaxing and enjoyable things.
What really excites me now is the fact that church camp starts next week. I get to go to a place that's like a second home. A place where something wonderful always happens. The place I met Katrina. The place I was baptized in the Holy Spirit. The place where I've met a ton of cool people. A place where God moves. God is good all the time.
†God Bless†
Bria
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Jealousy
It's been a long time since I've posted. A very long time. It's just, the thing is, I don't often view blogging as a priority, and as a result it's pushed to the bottom of my list. Even when I have nothing urgent or necessary to do, I often forget about blogging altogether or don't know what to blog about.
Anyways, I decided to write today to discuss my recent observations about jealousy. I've realized it's been building up in me for a while, and when I started to question it, it made no sense that I should be jealous, and in being jealous I was being selfish, in a way. Let me explain:
Just recently, as in the past few months, I've just now seemed to realize how strong the relationship is between two of my friends. I began to wish that I lived in their neighborhood and felt left out whenever their away messages on IM indicated they were at each others houses. They only had one class together at school, and I was in that class, so sometimes I felt like I wasn't being included as much and the conversation was often between them two, opposed to me as well. One of these friends is moving soon, and that may also have caused some of these feelings.
In analyzing it, I realized I was very wrong. I should be happy that they have such a great relationship. It's not like I'm not also their friend because they're friends. You're allowed to have more then one great friend. It doesn't decrease the relationship I have with them, unless I allow my jealousy to decrease it. I shouldn't be so selfish to think I deserve the closest relationship and the most attention from each of my friends, and refuse to believe I will be happy with a relationship unless it is the best one the other person had. It's a very self-centered way of thinking, and it's wrong.
So now I'm not jealous. And it feels so much better. I realize now what great friends I have. Friends that talk with me, laugh with me, and spend time with me. Friends that I am so blessed to have. God is good all the time, and all the time God is good.
†God Bless†
Bria
Anyways, I decided to write today to discuss my recent observations about jealousy. I've realized it's been building up in me for a while, and when I started to question it, it made no sense that I should be jealous, and in being jealous I was being selfish, in a way. Let me explain:
Just recently, as in the past few months, I've just now seemed to realize how strong the relationship is between two of my friends. I began to wish that I lived in their neighborhood and felt left out whenever their away messages on IM indicated they were at each others houses. They only had one class together at school, and I was in that class, so sometimes I felt like I wasn't being included as much and the conversation was often between them two, opposed to me as well. One of these friends is moving soon, and that may also have caused some of these feelings.
In analyzing it, I realized I was very wrong. I should be happy that they have such a great relationship. It's not like I'm not also their friend because they're friends. You're allowed to have more then one great friend. It doesn't decrease the relationship I have with them, unless I allow my jealousy to decrease it. I shouldn't be so selfish to think I deserve the closest relationship and the most attention from each of my friends, and refuse to believe I will be happy with a relationship unless it is the best one the other person had. It's a very self-centered way of thinking, and it's wrong.
So now I'm not jealous. And it feels so much better. I realize now what great friends I have. Friends that talk with me, laugh with me, and spend time with me. Friends that I am so blessed to have. God is good all the time, and all the time God is good.
†God Bless†
Bria
Sunday, April 03, 2005
The Basketball Party
I'm actually not waiting an entire month to create a new post. Wow.
Anyways, last night, during the final four games, I had the privledge to go over to a friend's house (the same one that was sitting on the back of the couch in my last post, let's give her a name: Anastasia, which isn't her real name). They had just gotten a big screen TV to watch the games on, because the people of her family are huge Illinois fans.
After getting there, I found that another friend of mine, let's call her Leisl, was also there.
We started out talking while paying some attention to the game periodically. Eventually, however, we left the living room and went to Anastasia's room. After that, we spent the majority of the rest of the time just up there in the room, talking, laughing, and playing with a voice memo feature on a cell phone.
I had a wonderful time. I actually discovered that Leisl could actually spend time with me without ignoring me or pretending to hate me just to annoy me (because, according to her, I am really fun to annoy).
When I first heard about the party, I expected to spend my time sitting in front of a TV and watching Illinois play Louisville and UNC play Michigan State. However, what I did instead was much better.
I spent time with friends, one of which I hardly ever saw or even talked to at school (Leisl). I didn't lose anything by doing so. I had a great time, and was even able to find out the scores in the games when they were over.
I learned something last night. I learned that developing relationships are worthwhile and definately better than watching some basketball game on a big screen HD TV. God is good all the time, and all the time God is good.
†God Bless†
Bria
Anyways, last night, during the final four games, I had the privledge to go over to a friend's house (the same one that was sitting on the back of the couch in my last post, let's give her a name: Anastasia, which isn't her real name). They had just gotten a big screen TV to watch the games on, because the people of her family are huge Illinois fans.
After getting there, I found that another friend of mine, let's call her Leisl, was also there.
We started out talking while paying some attention to the game periodically. Eventually, however, we left the living room and went to Anastasia's room. After that, we spent the majority of the rest of the time just up there in the room, talking, laughing, and playing with a voice memo feature on a cell phone.
I had a wonderful time. I actually discovered that Leisl could actually spend time with me without ignoring me or pretending to hate me just to annoy me (because, according to her, I am really fun to annoy).
When I first heard about the party, I expected to spend my time sitting in front of a TV and watching Illinois play Louisville and UNC play Michigan State. However, what I did instead was much better.
I spent time with friends, one of which I hardly ever saw or even talked to at school (Leisl). I didn't lose anything by doing so. I had a great time, and was even able to find out the scores in the games when they were over.
I learned something last night. I learned that developing relationships are worthwhile and definately better than watching some basketball game on a big screen HD TV. God is good all the time, and all the time God is good.
†God Bless†
Bria
Monday, March 21, 2005
Telling the Truth
True story from about one and a half weeks ago:
I was at a Science Olympiad celebration party after the regional competition. At one point, the entire team (or at least those who were there) posed for a picture. Seeing as most of the team was on or in front of the couch, I went behind it. After the picture, I wanted to get out from behind the couch. There was about one foot between the couch and the wall, which was actually in majority composed of two windows. These windows had brown, wooden blinds on them.
That day I was wearing carpenter pants, the kind that have that loop meant for a hammer. While I was exiting from behind the couch, my pants actually caught on one of the blinds and snapped it, making one piece 3/4 the original length stay attached and the other piece fall to the floor.
At this moment, the first thought that popped into my head was, "Ignore it. Pretend it didn't happen. Don't admit you did it. Move away from the spot as quickly as possible." I knew this would be wrong of me to do so, but I wanted really badly to not have the host of the house get angry at me or have other people be mad at me either. I wanted to lie. But I knew it wouldn't be the right thing to do.
As I stood there, staring at the broken pieces of wood, the person sitting on the back of the couch turned around and said, "Did you break something?"
At this moment, I could have easily stood in front of the broken pieces and say "No!" and lie. It would have been the easiest thing to do at the moment, at least it appeared to be so. But it wouldnt' be right.
So I said, "Oops, I think I broke the blind here," as I picked up the smallest broken piece and put it alongside the bigger piece. There, I did it. I told the truth. And it wasn't easy. I knew I did the right thing, but I didn't want to suffer whatever consequences were coming my way.
A couple adults, the parent of the person on the back of the seat and the host, noticed we were looking at something and came over. "What happened here," one said, "Is something broken?"
The person on the back of the couch pointed to me, actually easing my frustration and making it a bit easier for me to say, "It was me, I broke the blinds accidentally with the stupid hammer holder on my pants."
I waited for the accusation. I waited for the punisment sentence. "I would have expected two boys to have done it, not too girls," the host began, "But don't worry about it. We can just super glue it together and move it to the bottom of the rack, so that it won't be visable behind the couch."
I was so happy with the response. I did the right thing and no one got mad at me? Wow. It was definately the right thing to do, admitting that I broke it. If I had instead gone with my first instinct, I might feel guilty about it to this day and never forgive myself and wonder what would have happened had I confessed.
But I don't have to worry about what could have happened. Through this somewhat simple experience, I have realized the true importance of telling the truth, no matter what the circumstances. Because of this, I will likely tell the truth in future experiences similar to this as well.
God is good all the time, and all the time God is Good.
†God Bless†
Bria
I was at a Science Olympiad celebration party after the regional competition. At one point, the entire team (or at least those who were there) posed for a picture. Seeing as most of the team was on or in front of the couch, I went behind it. After the picture, I wanted to get out from behind the couch. There was about one foot between the couch and the wall, which was actually in majority composed of two windows. These windows had brown, wooden blinds on them.
That day I was wearing carpenter pants, the kind that have that loop meant for a hammer. While I was exiting from behind the couch, my pants actually caught on one of the blinds and snapped it, making one piece 3/4 the original length stay attached and the other piece fall to the floor.
At this moment, the first thought that popped into my head was, "Ignore it. Pretend it didn't happen. Don't admit you did it. Move away from the spot as quickly as possible." I knew this would be wrong of me to do so, but I wanted really badly to not have the host of the house get angry at me or have other people be mad at me either. I wanted to lie. But I knew it wouldn't be the right thing to do.
As I stood there, staring at the broken pieces of wood, the person sitting on the back of the couch turned around and said, "Did you break something?"
At this moment, I could have easily stood in front of the broken pieces and say "No!" and lie. It would have been the easiest thing to do at the moment, at least it appeared to be so. But it wouldnt' be right.
So I said, "Oops, I think I broke the blind here," as I picked up the smallest broken piece and put it alongside the bigger piece. There, I did it. I told the truth. And it wasn't easy. I knew I did the right thing, but I didn't want to suffer whatever consequences were coming my way.
A couple adults, the parent of the person on the back of the seat and the host, noticed we were looking at something and came over. "What happened here," one said, "Is something broken?"
The person on the back of the couch pointed to me, actually easing my frustration and making it a bit easier for me to say, "It was me, I broke the blinds accidentally with the stupid hammer holder on my pants."
I waited for the accusation. I waited for the punisment sentence. "I would have expected two boys to have done it, not too girls," the host began, "But don't worry about it. We can just super glue it together and move it to the bottom of the rack, so that it won't be visable behind the couch."
I was so happy with the response. I did the right thing and no one got mad at me? Wow. It was definately the right thing to do, admitting that I broke it. If I had instead gone with my first instinct, I might feel guilty about it to this day and never forgive myself and wonder what would have happened had I confessed.
But I don't have to worry about what could have happened. Through this somewhat simple experience, I have realized the true importance of telling the truth, no matter what the circumstances. Because of this, I will likely tell the truth in future experiences similar to this as well.
God is good all the time, and all the time God is Good.
†God Bless†
Bria
Science Olympiad Resolution
So...anyways...it's been over a month since I last created a post. Kinda crazy, isn't it? The whole science olympiad problem was resolved actually one or two days after i wrote the post.
I was happy with what ended up happening. The girl who should of made the team did, causing one person (actually my sister) to be pushed to the Junior Varsity team. I was fine with this because 1-the girl who should have made the team truly deserved to make the team and 2-we could not have made a good team without her. I believe everyone was happy with the solution in the end.
Well...i haven't been posting because i never seem to have time. And the times I do actually have time I want to do something else. I am so behind in so many routine, daily activities (like reading my Bible and writing in my journal) that life seems crazy and hectic. It also doesn't help that my room looks like some strong wind moved everything to the floor. It's just, there's never time.
Or is there? Maybe the time I don't need to spend watching TV or playing games could be spent doing more benefitial things, like reading my Bible? Maybe if I stopped avoiding bed I might get enough sleep and not be too tired to do anything? Maybe if I didn't procrastinate, I wouldn't spend forever on my homework?
I suppose the lack of time is my fault. For the time that doesn't seem to be there has actually just been poorly wasted. A time management system could help solve this. Maybe.
Anyways...I feel like I'm going on and on about the same point. So I'll leave now. Goodbye. God is good all the time, and all the time, God is good.
†God Bless†
Bria
I was happy with what ended up happening. The girl who should of made the team did, causing one person (actually my sister) to be pushed to the Junior Varsity team. I was fine with this because 1-the girl who should have made the team truly deserved to make the team and 2-we could not have made a good team without her. I believe everyone was happy with the solution in the end.
Well...i haven't been posting because i never seem to have time. And the times I do actually have time I want to do something else. I am so behind in so many routine, daily activities (like reading my Bible and writing in my journal) that life seems crazy and hectic. It also doesn't help that my room looks like some strong wind moved everything to the floor. It's just, there's never time.
Or is there? Maybe the time I don't need to spend watching TV or playing games could be spent doing more benefitial things, like reading my Bible? Maybe if I stopped avoiding bed I might get enough sleep and not be too tired to do anything? Maybe if I didn't procrastinate, I wouldn't spend forever on my homework?
I suppose the lack of time is my fault. For the time that doesn't seem to be there has actually just been poorly wasted. A time management system could help solve this. Maybe.
Anyways...I feel like I'm going on and on about the same point. So I'll leave now. Goodbye. God is good all the time, and all the time, God is good.
†God Bless†
Bria
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