Our Pow-wow

I went to a concert the other night. It had a lot of artists, but we went to hear only one, and of course he was at the end. But Brandon Heath was well worth the wait. His style did not fit in with the rest of the artists that sang, which is why I like him. He sang one of my favorite songs, "Love Never Fails." Very beautiful lyrics....because they are from scripture.

I did try to post a video of it, but it is not working. Technology is hating me today....among other things.....so you will have to take me at my word.

*By the way, I am fully aware that I look like a ghost compared to my 'Indian' sister*

*Just thought I would mention that*

*You will also have to excuse my ridiculous titles for the blog posts. I never know what to title them, so a lot of the times I type whatever I think of first. It makes it more interesting I guess, though sometimes non-sensical. Just call it my sorry excuse of trying to be unique in blog-land*

L.s.R

Dents and Rips

The one thing I want to portray on this blog is genuineness.
My life is far from perfect.
I do not have all the answers.
I do not have it all together.
***
As I mentioned in my last post I have my own personal battles.
One of them is worrying.
It was an epidemic with me when I was little.
I remember distinct memories of worrying about going blind from getting Windex in my eye, or a tornado sucking me up, or crashing in a plane over the water and being eaten by sharks, or dying at my friend's house and not being able to say good-bye to Mom.

I know, I was a morbid little girl.....and not terribly bright :)
***
But as I have become older, these fantastic worries have turned into more realistic ones.
Is my GPA going to be high enough (for what anyway?), will I be able to find the job I want, will I ever be able to do some of things I have planned for my life?

When I was eight, during one of my 'worry sessions,' I remember my dad looking at me and telling me worrying is a sin.
Worrying is telling God He is not strong enough,
powerful enough to work it out.
Worrying is telling the God who created the universe
He cannot handle it.
You have to trust God with your life, future and plans.
It seems so simple, but it is very, very hard for me.
I admit it.
***
Trusting Christ with my life is a day to day, hour by hour, minute by minute event for me.
It has to be or I get overwhelmed.
The past year was a huge stepping-stone in the worry department for me.
So far, it was one of the biggest years of my life, and there were many areas I had to give to the Lord and tell Him I could not do it.
He had to.
I had to give Him full control, and surrender every single thing to Him.
***
I still have my moments of forgetfulness and I fall back into the old pattern.
But the only thing I can do is strive to be closer and closer to Christ.
The more I know Christ, the more I think like Him and understand Him.

Cast your cares on the LORD and He will sustain you;

He will never let the righteous fall.
Psalm 55:22

L.s.R

V-Day

No, this is not what you think.
This is not another 'woe-is-me' Valentine’s Day post.
It is a Victory post. Comparable to the VE-Day of WWII.
I can honestly write, with a free conscience, that I am happy that I am single.

As my dad says, Valentine’s Day is a commercial holiday, like Mother’s and Father’s Day, that was started by Hallmark to raise revenue. Valentine’s Day is something that should happen everyday, not only once year.
I think that is romantic.
But lets get back to the single part. I believe every girl has her own personal battles that are unique to her. Being single is not one of mine. I have other woes that are very real, difficult and just as hard as the battle of singleness. But they are my battles.
My heart goes out to every girl that does not think she is worthy because she is single. Having a boyfriend or a husband does not meet your needs. If you are not happy with yourself or your life before marriage, you definitely won’t after marriage. Guys are human, and it is impossible for them to meet every need in our lives.
As women, we have to become strong in ourselves, through Christ. Nothing else.
God can meet us at any place in our lives and give us Victory.
My advice to those whose personal battle is singleness, get busy and do something with your life! You won’t meet someone standing still, and being lazy is very unattractive.

One of my personal heroes in my life, is my sister Hannah. Like myself, one day she would like to be married. But it does not consume her. She stays busy and follows the Lord’s will. She has gone on countless mission trips in the world, has lived in Moscow, Russia on her own, volunteered for organizations, has her degree, and is currently working two jobs. She is amazing. She has Victory through Christ.

Now, to the eye-rolling people that do not believe that I enjoy being single, and think I am putting on a front to hide my lonely feelings, let me put your doubts to rest. I know I am not ready to be married, because I enjoy my freedom to much. I enjoy (wisely) spending my money how I please. I enjoy planning my future just for me. I enjoy worrying about only myself. I do not think this is wrong, I think it is God’s way of naturally telling me that I am not ready for the wonderful step of marriage.
God is sovereign, and He alone will tell me when it is time. But for now I embrace my Victory in Christ to follow Him alone until He leads someone to walk the path with me.

So, I guess this turned out to be a Valentine’s post after all! But I hope uplifting.
So now I am going to put on my leopard-print, heart-shaped earrings and red pea-coat and party anyway!

With all my heart, Happy Valentine’s Day!
L.s.R

Hmmm....

L.s.R

So What! I'm Still a Rock Star.....

You never realize how attached you are to something, until it is taken from you......or in my case, completely mutilated...and then taken from you.

Please look at Exhibit A: Canary al 'a Lydia
Notice the wonderful display of hideous dark roots.
All I need is a cigarette and a pleather mini-skirt.


You may ask why I am smiling in the above pictures?
I really felt like this.



First bewilderment and then complete wretchedness.

***
Thankfully, this little tale ends on a happy note.
I was able to get another appointment to fix my problem.

This was the outcome:



I am very happy with it! In fact, I believe it is my favorite color I've had.

2 things I have learned from this:
1. Never do a big hair change before a major event in your life.
2. Never take anything for granted.


Lydia is all better :)

Say no to trampy blond!!
L.s.R

All the Pretty Flowers...

....and clumps of grass.

***

So we got pedicures done this Saturday.

These are my toes.

The lady painted the beautiful flowers on....

....and then added a clump of grass in the corners.

Ya, I know, kind of random.

I was a little perturbed, but as my usual self, did not protest.

I could not understand anything she said to me anyway, but in her defense, maybe she had asked me if I wanted grass and I had just nodded and smiled.

In fact, she almost painted yellow grass.

Yup. Dead grass would have been even more attractive.

Thankfully though, she had second thoughts and used the healthy, mossy, green polish.

Anyway, my feet are nice and soft now. Grass or no grass.
And I had a wonderful time with my mom and sister.

Oh, and I am sorry that you cannot see the turf in the picture, but that is how I wanted it.

So, the next time you get a pedicure done, remember grass and nail-art do not mix.
And when the pedicurist asks, (heavy Vietnamese accent), "You want grass?"
Tell her no. Please.

(Oh, my gosh! I laugh every time I see my feet! I think it is so funny!)

(Grass painted on my toes!!)

Happy Sunday!
L.s.R