sisters.

sisters are one of God's greatest gift. they are a combination of two of the best things in life: family and friends. i love my sisters. every last one. my relationships differ with each one, and at times, i feel like i'm closer to the baby then i am to the oldest, but hey, i love them all. so much. and so this is to encourage all of you who have been blessed with a sister to not take that for granted. love them, becuase soon you might not have her anymore. and if you let your relationship slip through your fingers it is really hard to get it back. trust me. i know.

love them. put time into her... because your sister is beautiful.

Waiting.

waiting is hard. your whole being becomes obsessed with what lies around the bend. and then, life always lets you down, dissapoints you. I am waiting now. waiting for the journey. waiting for the return. and i am filled with hope. and this time, i really dont want it to be crused. because the only thing stronger than fear is hope.

Words.

Obsession it takes control,
Obsession it eats me whole.
I can't say the words out loud,
So in a rhyme I wrote you down.
Now you'll live through the ages,
I can feel your pulse in the pages.

I have written you down
Now you will live forever
And all the world will read you
And you will live forever
In eyes not yet created
On tongues that are not born
I have written you down
Now you will live forever

Your body lies upon the sheet,
Of paper and words so sweet.
I can't say the words,
so I wrote you into my verse.
Now you'll live through the ages,
I can feel your pulse in the pages.

I have written you down
Now you will live forever
And all the world will read you,
And you will live forever
In eyes not yet created
On tongues that are not born
I have written you down
Now you will live forever

I have read her with these eyes,
I've read her with these eyes,
I have held her in these hands.

I have written you down,
Now you will live forever.
The virtues in the verse,
And you will live forever.

I have written you down
Now you will live forever
And all the world will read you
And you will live forever

                    ~Poet, Bastille

On the Inside.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IzgZLShbWQc&noredirect=1

Here is the song that inspired the title to my blog. :) Enjoy! 

my God.

"My God is so big and so strong and so mighty there is nothing my God can not do." ~My God by Go Fish

hearts will fail. they will fail to love, fail to live,and fail to beat. our body's are weak and no matter how long and hard we work at it, they will never be perfect, never be strong. but Christ is strong. so big and mighty that not even the devil himself can even come close to stopping him. no temptation will ever sway him. he is STRONG. and we have Him in us. He uses us. and there is NOTHING He cannot do! 

how often do we realize this? things happen and our first reaction is, "Impossible!" we forget the amazing power of our Lord and Saviour. this song by Go Fish reminded me of God's unlimited power. He is amazing, and i am so thankful that he is my God.

from paper to iron.

paper. the substance that so many people of the world are made of. people you pass every day in the hall that look "tough as nails" but who really cry themselves to sleep at the lack of sincerity and hope in their individual realities. the facades are always there. you will never be able to totally see a person clothed only with their soul. sometimes, with the closest bonds, glimpses are shown. the constant struggle with humanity is considerably harder with these "paper people". The small strings that attach them to reality effect them more, in a negative way. these are the people who insist on a universe without the creator. without the one who can add firmness to their "floppy" lives.

iron. the substance that so few people of the world are made of. people you pass every day in the hall that look "tough as nails" but are only like this because of Christ. the facades are still there. they are still human with the certainty of secrecy. but unlike the paper men, these have an anchor to this world stronger than strings. a thick, indestructible pole holding your soul to the ground and giving you the knowledge that you will NOT float away in the wind, but will ALWAYS, even in death, be still anchored to Him. the one cause of your hope, your spirit, your sanity. God,the only one who can truly see each and every person's, paper or not, soul. without facades. without lies. without mirrors. it is not simply a reflection, but actuality. 

i hope i am made of iron. i hope that when people see the reflection of who i am they look at me and say. yeah. she is an iron girl. but yet, i'm not sure. i know that i am anchored to reality by my saviour. of that i am extremely certain. i know that life is worth living and that i will not be blown away by the destruction of the wind. however, i believe there are paper parts of me too. parts that don't know how to live without covering who i am from everyone else. and many times i only go through the motions. i still love paper things of the world: clothes, books, music, school, guys. i am made of paper. flimsy, breakable, useless, paper. but. that is not all. i am also made of iron. so, in conclusion, i believe my body itself is paper. i am tempted. i fail. i love useless things that have no meaning and put them above the things that do. i am selfish. i am human. however, i have DIED to sin. and THAT, my friend, is why i have an iron soul. i might be living in a paper town, but i have Christ living in me. my soul is not paper, but iron that can be shaped and molded into His image. 

*my thoughts on Paper Towns by John Green*