“…the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… The ones who see things differently — they’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… They push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
Every day is a battle.
Some days are easier than others. On those days, the sun smiles, the wind sings, the earth hugs and other sappy illustrations. But in actuality, the day is the same as all others – my perspective is the only thing that changed.
I find my solace in God and the little things I loved: reading, soft melodies, daydreaming, writing. But sometimes it doesn’t feel like enough and I begin to self-judge. Why would God not be enough? What is wrong with you? Continue reading “Wings”
Welcome to another instalment of My Life. Grab your popcorn, folks. But don’t leave your heart in the taxi.
What if the picture is bigger than you see?
And God has you right where He wants you to be?
– Britt Nicole
I’ve had a long summer, and it’s not even over yet. I’m so thankful for it. I’ve learned more things this summer than I have my entire life. In introspection there is relief and wisdom. One thing I’ve realized: Depression Kills. But I should already know this – what with being suicidal in the past and all. There was a dark tunnel – operative word: was; ’cause I’m standing in the sun now where I remember what it is like to be happy and free. I don’t know what God is doing but it sure seems like a miracle. Continue reading “You Could Be What The World Needs”
New blog, new look!
With the new look of my blog, I’ve slightly adjusted the purpose and focus. While I will continue to talk about God and leave inspirational paws on my pages, I will also delve more deeply into my daily happenings and successes as a Twentysomething.
My ultimate goal is to become a business mogul. As discussed in my earlier blog, Unleashing The Entrepreneurial Spirit, currently I’m working on my CPA and other professional designations while preparing for Grad school. I figured this blog should be used to document all the in-betweens. Also, check out my Youtube channel! No vlogs there – YET! – but I’ve got a few things cooking in the pot – just adding some spices.
Here is the video of the week, from one of my favorite Youtubers, Patricia Bright. Pat has had similar professional experiences (we both worked at Deloitte) and, man, I love her style. Let’s not forget #BlackGirlMagic!
For the month of May I will be studying the Christian dating book I Kissed Dating Goodbye by Joshua Harris.
As I will be turning 23 in August, I’ve decided it’s time I rev my preparation for marriage. This begins with a change of self. I have shared the book with some other young Christians who are contemplating on marriage (male and female); I encourage you all to join me in reading the book. Every week in the month of May I will write on a few chapters of the book.
I’ve heard that the book has unrealistic ideals, that what it’s asking is not fit for relationships of the 21st century. I’m still tempted to read it and decipher on my own. The question here is… will I kiss dating goodbye? Will you?
For the past few years I have dedicated a wide portion to other people: my family and my colleagues. Being selfless always sounds like a good things, I mean, God would want that, right?
Sometimes, He intervenes…
Since I have been devoting so much time for others, I figured I might as well aim for a high position to help others. I have been a volunteer at my college for the benefit of other students: I’ve tutored the mathematically challenged, sacrificed my time at Orientations, gave a speech at our yearly Open House to high school students, and fought for the rights of the students. Surely, I should be in student government. Surely, I was doing everything correctly.
The more time I spent helping others, the less time I spent helping myself and finding myself at my young age. My early twenties are the years I should use to set the rest of my life in motion. A friend once told me, “this is the time you get to be a little selfish because when you’re a mother and wife there’s less me-time,” and she was so right. But I, being stubborn and hard of head, did not heed the warning; I had to give it a try… and I did.
I spent a month preparing for elections and campaigning with slogans from the heart. I was initially running uncontested when the then potential Treasurer of student government asked why I was not present to a college party – a party with bad reputations for having highly intoxicated students and an occasional sexual hookup on board a ship: The Boat Cruise. I did not go and I paid for it. This person ran against me because there was a belief that I would halt all parties ran by student government. That’s not my style, though I maintain Christian values. But with that, I lost elections.
And found myself.
I spent a week mourning, I cried once and spent days and nights pondering over what I did wrong. “If I had went to the party, maybe this would not have happened.” But I realized that it wasn’t my personality to go to a wild party, that’s not who I am anymore. Maybe, had I won elections, I would have been forced to accept such activities and sanction it – maybe, had I won elections, I would slowly lose myself to meet the demands of a school filled with young, teenaged, party-driven individuals.
My campaign was founded on elevation: Career Fairs, Leadership Training, Globalization. My opponent had no platform, but instead had a party of hundreds.
God says no for a reason. I’m thankful I lost to win.
Lately I’ve been going through what most girls go through on their Purity Walk: the dreaded Time of Thirst. It is a thirst beyond comparison. It is the time when we start to crave companionship – usually accompanied with idle hands – and, for some odd reason, it feels as if you would just explode. Like your vaginal walls will say, “that’s enough! I’m out of here,” walk away and hop on a stranger’s motorbike.
Well, all dramatics aside I was definitely going through this for about a month. A MONTH. I still had a few numbers I could have called, persons I could have messaged, to relieve me of my thirst. I wasn’t about to go there. No way, in my 20 years of purity walking, would I give in this easily. I had decided to remind myself of the reason why I was doing this in the first place: Jesus.
When I was 16, a senior in high school, my friends and I joined a religious club called: Generations of Purity. It was a club, no duh, dedicated to helping young girls take a pact to remain pure. We had a ceremony and everything. I performed a spoken word piece and a short testimony. At the end of the ceremony we were presented a necklace and a covenant certificate. A Covenant. That’s what I had made to God. Although during that time I was in a transitional stage from lukewarm to Christian, I had decided to take it seriously.
That’s what I had to remember before I make any rash calls. This was not about me, my body does not belong to me: it’s all for Jesus. Well, until the wedding night. 🙂 So, I went to Youtube.com and searched “staying pure until marriage” hoping and praying that someone would share some encouraging words. Below was my favorite video!