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Sunday, June 03, 2007

The Underdog

Yeah, he's pretty great. I know this... along with everyone else.

Look what he can do...oh come play this...you're so talented...haha he's so funny... just look what he can do! So great. Come get him to do this, because he can...he has the greatest ideas....lets get him to talk about their work.... Oh, and hi Katy.

In asking to babysit... if he can't, then I'm out of the picture too.

Even without everyone else around, he's better than me. Working together he always "fixes" what I do. Paint the porch... goes over areas on my side. Type something up... has to change the way I worded something. Like my ideas arn't good enough. Comments on someone else who can do this and that. Try to play music together and I'm just left behind because I don't know anything. Oh, but I'm beautiful... right? Beauty will fade. What am I left with?

I'm always so incredibly emotional with him. I used to be so strong, I could handle anything, I had understanding, I knew who I was. I find myself getting upset in the little things, I cry and he says..."You don't have to cry [all the time]." Oh, but I enjoy crying... I enjoy being weak and humiliated through tears.

It's not his fault there. It's really not.... that's not what I'm trying to examplify here.

I'm coming to terms with being the Underdog. Misundersood. Vulnerable. Loser. Nobody.

I find myself becoming so hurt in one of my most favorite things too. Music. Not only can I not play very well... apprently I'm not the greatest singer. I know that it's not so much the sound of my voice, it's my praise..my worship. It's hard when you have a this huge weight on you though. In the "Joshua Project," I feel like I'm only "in" because they have to keep some aspect of it youth.... and I'm a good kid so they have to stick me somewhere. I'm never told what to sing. I'm passed off. Looked over. And people wonder why I'm never eager to sing a solo. And the whole time being in this praise band I'm trying to protect everyone else who I know have it as much in their heart to sing as I do, and for some reason they're not apart of it... so I find myself trying to keep quiet about things, because the last thing I want to do is discourage someone else from their dream... while the whole time I'm being discouraged in mine. So often I wonder why I continue to stand up in the choir. I don't want to be there. I don't have any desire to sing there anymore. What's the point? Ultimately I'm there to be a support to everyone else. Moreso.. I know God honors those who perserve through trails.

But the more and more I just want to give up on singing, because it hurts. Being an underdog to him hurts.

I've just recently come to the understanding that I'm in a season of discouragement. The devil (John 10:10) is using two of the most important things in my life to try and destory me. To destroy my joy. My laughter. My love. My perserverence. My desire. My dreams. But I also have the understanding that this is just a season, and season change.. they pass over. I know that this is an important chapter/moment in my life. God will be true to me if I stay true to Him... so in Him I will continue to stand. Being the underdog is ultimatly what I'm supposed to be anyways. Maybe in some way I had got too much pride in something, and this is God's way in humbling me more? I'm not sure, but I'm going to trust in Him, and trust that HE will get me through this. Otherwise  I can't. I don't want to. Whether this is because of something or preparing me for something to come, I'm going to just stand. I'll sing in the choir being one of like three sopranos. I'll go to JP practices without ever being told what to sing. I'm going to support him and encourage him in all his talents and greatness... because he deserves it.

Psalm 42: 5 Why are you downcast, O my soul?
       Why so disturbed within me?
       Put your hope in God

I just needed to write this down. It has been processed and processed in my mind and I just need a better way of expressing it. To get it out of me.

Father.. help me.





Friday, April 27, 2007

Thank You for saving me
Thank You for raising me up
Thank You for giving me a chance again

I praise You for Your grace
I praise You for Your mercy
I praise You that I am alive in You today!

Jesus, how I love You.
I'll lift my voice and say
How grateful I am for You
I surrender  my life today


Monday, April 16, 2007

"Language is like a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, while all the time we long to move the stars to pity."

-Flaubert's Parrot


Thursday, March 01, 2007

“Whom have I in heaven but you?
 And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
 My flesh and my heart may fail,
 but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.”- Psalm 73:25-26


Sunday, February 11, 2007

I'll only be down long enough to pick myself back up...

                                                         

"I will provide for their needs before they ask,
and I will help them while they are still asking for help."
Isaiah 65:24

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Though I feel lost in this storm...I know I'm getting
much needed rain...

 

Word describing this past week: rotten.

The weekend before I was suddenly hit with a wave of... desperation. I was desperate for a breath of freshness...    I was suddenly filled with discouragment, frustration, hurt, and alot of insecurity. Sunday I was given pictures from Kayla's wedding...and I was just totally disgusted with myself.  There were all sorts of compliments for them.. and with everyone I felt it was lie after lie.  Just before worship began, this lady who I've had some conflict with came up to me, give me a breath from God-- She said that His joy would soon come, it will spring out all around me... ::In this flesh I feel so worthless, this air is so thick... but in these tears... I'm getting my rain:: During worship discouragment hit me more, as I watched the Praise team stand up and sing...and seeing an unexpected addition, someone who hasn't really "been there" in ages and was suddenly doing a solo again. I was happy to see him 'back in the game'.. I really hope he's getting his real life back together... but my heart longed to be up there.. to be leading worship, and I was suddenly put in a 'friend's' shoes- It's in my heart to lead worship, I know the songs, why am I not up there? And I found myself not wanting to sing at all. I felt.. dead to it. Trying to 'keep my face' during church to be an encouragment..an example.. yet feeling so heavy inside. Right after church the same lady came up to me..and God spoke again: You are a true woman of God, right now you're in a place of discouragment and hurt... but God will fulfill His promises for you. You're in a place of waiting, and know that you are not alone. God has a big plan for you, and I don't know if it's with big lights on a stage...or something smaller... but God will bring you to it in the right time.

*thank you God for humbling me... and speaking through the most unlikely people.. to lift my back on my feet*

When being on track with God.. .the devil is automatically tries to throw stuff in your way.

I've found out that I'm not starting this semester out very well. I'm not doing as well on tests as I thought I had, and should of been. It's stressful mainly because I have to pass everything to graduate this semester... and I have to do even better to get HOPE back. I keep having to remind myself that it's only the first few tests...and I have a whole semester to bring my grades up...but this week I was revealed how much work I'm going to have to do.

Tuesday morning I found out that the oldest member of our little church..someone who has been going to our church since he was like 2mnts old...  passed away earlier that morning. They say that the doctors were about to put a cathiter in him, and he said: "Never mind, I'm going home."           James was such an awesome man... he was such an encouragment to me. He had so much faith in God.. he KNEW who he was in Him. He had the best stories about Maysville=)   I rejoice..bc he's in a happier place.. he's getting to experience God.. and be reunited with his wife... it's awesome to think about...  but that day I was kinda in a daze about it all... I was in selfish disappointment for having to go home again when I could finally spend it with friends at YHC (it would of been the first weekend I stayed at YHC this semester). It's not that I had to go home for the funeral...but more so I was really looking forward to staying around college...and having excitement turned into discontent is rough. Just the mixture of feelings along with stress of school and such... lead to me breaking down at least three times that day.

I'm thankful for God placing friends in my life to just have their arm around me as I cry. And I'm thankful that God humbled me... and showed me what I could be selfish in.

Just random conversations with friends were hard..two in particular. One..who's life has completely flipped compared to last year.. and it's just so hard to see him in that place, knowing there is so much more for him.. and he knows too.. but he just doesn't want to change.  And another where our friendship as a whole was questioned... making everything that once helped defined our friendship suddenly deny it.   ... I just dont want to be someone who they think has given up on them... bc though I can't really change their minds ab me, what kind of podium they all seem to put me on... I'm still be there.

.... my mind keeps wandering.

I'll just end in that....  Where God gives you a storm...He will soon give you the blessing of rain. And sometimes you have to chase the storm inorder to get the rain. I went home for the funeral... and there was such peace in the atmosphere. I ended up driving back Saturday afternoon with Will where we spent it flying kites&such.  I saw God's work in action.. as all I could do was laugh and laugh.. having His joy spring from me =D

 

My God.. is an awesome God.

 

 

 



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