I just got the new Myphone 3G Slide...and I absolutely love it! It has so many apps, 2 of which are a tuner and metronome! It also has internet access, so I can check my facebook anywhere! I can take pictures, videos, pretty much anything with this phone! There is one drawback, however: it loses it's charge very quickly. So quickly, in fact, it barely lasts half a day.
I was with my best friend today, and we were on the subject of love. It got me thinking of one of my favorite books: The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. He talks about how everyone feels love one of five ways: physical touch, words of affiration, receiving gifts, quality time, acts of service. Along those lines he talks about how everyone has a "love tank", and when the "love tank" isn't full, the person doesn't feel loved (obviously). I got to thinking, however, that just like we have a "love tank", we also need to be charged, like my awesome Myphone. If we don't receive love from our partner, we feel empty; our "tank" is empty; our battery is running out. If we're not charged, we're not going to be able to work at our fullest capacity.
When it comes to love, I think of the one who is Love: Jesus. When someone genuinely loves Jesus, their life will reflect their love. I assume this carries into all our relationships in life. If someone genuinely love you, their words and actions will reflect their love.
Just some things to ponder about those you love, and those who love you.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Open your eyes
Have you ever hoped that you could close your eyes and when you open them, your life would be different? Maybe when you open your eyes you'd be someone else--someone famous. Or somewhere else--somewhere beautiful. Sometimes I wish I could open my eyes and be in a perfect place with a perfect life. No stress, no fighting, no sickness; plenty of money, love, and friendship.
I can't help but wonder though: How many people open their eyes and end up right here? Right where we are; the very place we're trying to get away from.
We may not have a perfect life; and those who's lives seem perfect to us, in reality, are far from it. We all have things to be grateful for. Just open your eyes.
I can't help but wonder though: How many people open their eyes and end up right here? Right where we are; the very place we're trying to get away from.
We may not have a perfect life; and those who's lives seem perfect to us, in reality, are far from it. We all have things to be grateful for. Just open your eyes.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
I could be
I could be taller.
I could be skinnier.
I could be like Tyra Banks.
I could be smarter.
I could be wiser.
I could be like Albert Einstein.
I could be in better shape.
I could be athletic.
I could be like Venus Williams.
I could be more talented.
I could be more gifted.
I could be like Taylor Swift.
I could be all these things.
But if I was all these things
The one thing I couldn't be is me.
I could be skinnier.
I could be like Tyra Banks.
I could be smarter.
I could be wiser.
I could be like Albert Einstein.
I could be in better shape.
I could be athletic.
I could be like Venus Williams.
I could be more talented.
I could be more gifted.
I could be like Taylor Swift.
I could be all these things.
But if I was all these things
The one thing I couldn't be is me.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Something Amazing
Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock...
waiting.
waiting.
Waiting is just something that's become pretty much a lifestyle for me. I've always been one to be patient. For the most part, I realize that things are worth the wait. The longer I wait, usually the sweeter the end result. Something I failed to acknowledge, however, is that I can wait too long. If you're baking a cake and you leave it in the oven too long it'll get burnt.
How long is too long?
Patience is a virtue...and people do deserve second chances. But...how long am I supposed to wait for the phone to ring? How long do I wait for you to show up? How much longer do i need to wait for you to acknowledge me?
After a drought rain usually comes...but eventually another drought will come.
I'm willing to wait through this drought...
I've been waiting my whole life...not exactly sure what for...something amazing, I guess...
I just hope this time nothing gets burnt.
waiting.
waiting.
Waiting is just something that's become pretty much a lifestyle for me. I've always been one to be patient. For the most part, I realize that things are worth the wait. The longer I wait, usually the sweeter the end result. Something I failed to acknowledge, however, is that I can wait too long. If you're baking a cake and you leave it in the oven too long it'll get burnt.
How long is too long?
Patience is a virtue...and people do deserve second chances. But...how long am I supposed to wait for the phone to ring? How long do I wait for you to show up? How much longer do i need to wait for you to acknowledge me?
After a drought rain usually comes...but eventually another drought will come.
I'm willing to wait through this drought...
I've been waiting my whole life...not exactly sure what for...something amazing, I guess...
I just hope this time nothing gets burnt.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Taboo
For too long homosexuality has been taboo in the church. If we don't talk about it, problems won't arise...WRONG. Now more than ever the church needs to reach out. We are the body of Christ...it's our job to be His hands and His feet. Our brothers and sisters in Christ are living in a homosexual lifestyle, and instead of reaching out to them with open arms, we close our homes; our altars; our minds. It's as if suddenly we are perfection and are able to cast the first stone. Well, I Hate to break it to you, but we aren't. Ephesians 2:8 says that all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. If you think you're without sin, well, you're in for a rude awakening. Homosexuality is no more wrong than stealing, murder, lying, cheating, adultery...the list goes on. It's time we take a stand.
CALLING ALL CHRISTIANS: It's time that this taboo toward homosexuality ends. It's not our job to accept this lifestyle, but it is our job to embrace those living in it. It's not our job to condemn, but it is our job to love.
1 Corinthians 13:13
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is LOVE.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
God
Here I am, in my second semester at Evangel University--and I've come to a standstill. Midterms are nearly over, Orchestra tour is in just a few days, and I'm stressing about life. I have no reason to be stressing though, honestly. My midterms were all spread out, and they weren't very difficult. Praise God!
But, I just can't see where I'm going...Paul says to push on toward the goal, but I feel like I've got so much resistance that now the goal is unknown. I just feel like with everything, from grades to relationships, that if I try, I fail. If I'm going to get the same outcome by not putting effort into it, why would I waste my time trying? I've been thinking like this for a while...and haven't gotten anywhere. Now I'm beginning to see that having a monotonous mindset for weeks on end can be very detrimental to my emotional and Spiritual state of being.
I went to Hope on Sunday--at first with a rather bitter heart, because I wanted to be playing in the orchestra at Central. But now I see that God wanted me at Hope. The pastor gave an example how parents feel extremely special or flattered when you go to them for answers//advice. It makes them feel needed, important, wise; it's a sign of respect. God is our father, and He feels the same way. He is a jealous God, and when we go to other people first, He gets hurt.
Since Sunday I've really been trying to grow much closer to God. I'm still not doing too well...In fact, I should probably be reading my Bible right now...regardless, I've really just kind of done some catching up with God. I didn't fully brush Him off to the side, but in a way I did. I'd go to other people to find joy and strength. I put my hope in things and trusted they would help me get through. I had to take a moment and realize that God is so powerful, so awesome, and that he really is the embodiment of anything and everything I could possibly need.
The pastor from Hope gave us these other (I think Greek? not sure...) names for God that are used throughout the Bible. It really is a beautiful thing to know that God is peace. He is my peace. God is there. He is there for me. God is a friend. He is my friend.
Jehovah Shalom: Our peace, rest, contenment
Jehovah Zidkenu: Our perfection, righteousness
Jehovah M'keddedh: Our purifier, sanctifier
Jehovah Shema: One who's there
Jehovah Rophe: Our healer
Jehovah Yira/Jireh: One who sees and provides
Jehovah Nissi: Our banner, Captain
Jehovah Rohi: Our companion, shepherd, friend
Yeshua: Jesus, salvation
But, I just can't see where I'm going...Paul says to push on toward the goal, but I feel like I've got so much resistance that now the goal is unknown. I just feel like with everything, from grades to relationships, that if I try, I fail. If I'm going to get the same outcome by not putting effort into it, why would I waste my time trying? I've been thinking like this for a while...and haven't gotten anywhere. Now I'm beginning to see that having a monotonous mindset for weeks on end can be very detrimental to my emotional and Spiritual state of being.
I went to Hope on Sunday--at first with a rather bitter heart, because I wanted to be playing in the orchestra at Central. But now I see that God wanted me at Hope. The pastor gave an example how parents feel extremely special or flattered when you go to them for answers//advice. It makes them feel needed, important, wise; it's a sign of respect. God is our father, and He feels the same way. He is a jealous God, and when we go to other people first, He gets hurt.
Since Sunday I've really been trying to grow much closer to God. I'm still not doing too well...In fact, I should probably be reading my Bible right now...regardless, I've really just kind of done some catching up with God. I didn't fully brush Him off to the side, but in a way I did. I'd go to other people to find joy and strength. I put my hope in things and trusted they would help me get through. I had to take a moment and realize that God is so powerful, so awesome, and that he really is the embodiment of anything and everything I could possibly need.
The pastor from Hope gave us these other (I think Greek? not sure...) names for God that are used throughout the Bible. It really is a beautiful thing to know that God is peace. He is my peace. God is there. He is there for me. God is a friend. He is my friend.
Jehovah Shalom: Our peace, rest, contenment
Jehovah Zidkenu: Our perfection, righteousness
Jehovah M'keddedh: Our purifier, sanctifier
Jehovah Shema: One who's there
Jehovah Rophe: Our healer
Jehovah Yira/Jireh: One who sees and provides
Jehovah Nissi: Our banner, Captain
Jehovah Rohi: Our companion, shepherd, friend
Yeshua: Jesus, salvation
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Remember me?
So it's been a while since I've written. Actually, I've written most everyday, I just didn't like what I wrote, so maybe I'll like this one? Or will I...?
I was looking through pictures of me growing up and boy do I miss those days. Not that college isn't fun, because it absolutely is, but I remember all my dreams and aspirations. Now, however, a lot of those dreams have faded. I keep trying to reignite the flame that drove those passions....but it's just gone. Failure doesn't help either. Neither does failure, after failure, after failure...it seems like what I want to do just isn't doable.
Colbie Caillat, Brooke Fraser, Taylor Swift...great song writers and musicians (for the most part...), and I know they started with a vision. They started like a normal person--like a Dodi; an average Dodi. I want, so very badly, to be a singer/songwriter. A couple problems--I can't play piano or guitar, I don't have "the look," and I just don't have "it."
So now what? I've realized I'm not cut out for what I want. I love to play the flute, with all my heart I do, so if that's what God wants me to do for the rest of my life, so be it. I just wish I knew exactly what I am supposed to be doing now to prepare me for what I'm going to be doing for the rest of my life.
I love being behind the scenes. As much as I'd like to be on stage, I'm just as content with being in the pit. I love puppetry--that's behind the stage. Even songwriting--I could just write songs for gifted and talented musicians. There's endless possibilities...
Well, time to go to choir...now that I lack complete confidence in my voice I hope I don't do too terribly on Herbert Howell's requiem...good thing the other Dody has all the solos.
I was looking through pictures of me growing up and boy do I miss those days. Not that college isn't fun, because it absolutely is, but I remember all my dreams and aspirations. Now, however, a lot of those dreams have faded. I keep trying to reignite the flame that drove those passions....but it's just gone. Failure doesn't help either. Neither does failure, after failure, after failure...it seems like what I want to do just isn't doable.
Colbie Caillat, Brooke Fraser, Taylor Swift...great song writers and musicians (for the most part...), and I know they started with a vision. They started like a normal person--like a Dodi; an average Dodi. I want, so very badly, to be a singer/songwriter. A couple problems--I can't play piano or guitar, I don't have "the look," and I just don't have "it."
So now what? I've realized I'm not cut out for what I want. I love to play the flute, with all my heart I do, so if that's what God wants me to do for the rest of my life, so be it. I just wish I knew exactly what I am supposed to be doing now to prepare me for what I'm going to be doing for the rest of my life.
I love being behind the scenes. As much as I'd like to be on stage, I'm just as content with being in the pit. I love puppetry--that's behind the stage. Even songwriting--I could just write songs for gifted and talented musicians. There's endless possibilities...
Well, time to go to choir...now that I lack complete confidence in my voice I hope I don't do too terribly on Herbert Howell's requiem...good thing the other Dody has all the solos.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Valentine's Day
So, Another Valentine's Day approaches, another year my parents get to be my Valentine :)
Honestly though, I was thinking the other day, that I'm really not dreading Valentine's Day. It really just gives me something to look froward to. God has such great plans for me, and I need to trust in Him! One day, maybe next year, maybe in ten years, but one day I will have a Valentine, and we will love each other, and I know he will be worth the wait. Until then, it's great knowing I have a God who loves me.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13
Honestly though, I was thinking the other day, that I'm really not dreading Valentine's Day. It really just gives me something to look froward to. God has such great plans for me, and I need to trust in Him! One day, maybe next year, maybe in ten years, but one day I will have a Valentine, and we will love each other, and I know he will be worth the wait. Until then, it's great knowing I have a God who loves me.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Here we go!
This is my blog! Yeah! Wooo! I guess I really just created this blog because I got tired I writing pointless facebook notes or myspace bulletins that nobody reads...not that anyone will read this blog, but you never know. It only takes a spark to start a fire...so maybe one person will read one thing I wrote, and even though it may not have meant much at the time it could mean so much more at some other point! YEAH!
Well, I'm just so excited to actually be doing this blog thing. This is probably the 10th time I've written something out, so now I'm actually gonna publish something this time....maybe. I guess in this first post I could explain the meaning behind the URL and the blog title. Yes, I shall. Here we go! ¡Vamanos!
The URL is www.christianmusician247.blogspot.com. I have an ever growing love of God in me and I absolutely love to praise Him. Whether with words in song, or notes on the flute or bassoon, I will glorify His name 24/7. I'm not perfect, but I pray that He will use me to further His kingdom.
As for the title, well, if you've known me for even a week you've probably heard me say, "Story of my life." It has somewhat of a negative connotation to it, and many of you have tried to get me to stop saying it, but really in saying "Story of my life" I don't mean anything bad, I just mean that in life stuff happens, and sometimes you've just gotta laugh at it. In this blog, I'll share with you the reader, whoever you are (if you are...), the Story of My Life: the story of a God-fearing, Duggar-loving, clutter-embracing, full-time student who tries to live each day to it's fullest.
I love you all, but God loves you more!
Well, I'm just so excited to actually be doing this blog thing. This is probably the 10th time I've written something out, so now I'm actually gonna publish something this time....maybe. I guess in this first post I could explain the meaning behind the URL and the blog title. Yes, I shall. Here we go! ¡Vamanos!
The URL is www.christianmusician247.blogspot.com. I have an ever growing love of God in me and I absolutely love to praise Him. Whether with words in song, or notes on the flute or bassoon, I will glorify His name 24/7. I'm not perfect, but I pray that He will use me to further His kingdom.
As for the title, well, if you've known me for even a week you've probably heard me say, "Story of my life." It has somewhat of a negative connotation to it, and many of you have tried to get me to stop saying it, but really in saying "Story of my life" I don't mean anything bad, I just mean that in life stuff happens, and sometimes you've just gotta laugh at it. In this blog, I'll share with you the reader, whoever you are (if you are...), the Story of My Life: the story of a God-fearing, Duggar-loving, clutter-embracing, full-time student who tries to live each day to it's fullest.
I love you all, but God loves you more!
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