november 8

so im giving what young life likes to call the cross talk in a mere month away... i've already been thinking about it and what i want to say. well going along with thinking about the cross 24/7 and being on a needtobreathe kick lately, my heart is.....thankful. i dont even know if thats the word.. maybe precious? i don't know. listen to 'learn to love' by needtobreathe then read the crucifiction and let me know how you feel. maybe there isnt a word for it. or maybe i cant put into just one word what jesus is doing through this talk already.

a phrase i've recently come up with to sum up the cross, "jesus had to drown is our sin, so that we can breathe in His life-giving freedom." quote me on that. i've stayed up most nights thinking about it. and what this truly means.

i dont know about you, but i have grown numb to hearing the crucifiction. i dont even shudder anymore. maybe thats why i'm thinking about this talk so far in advance. i want to feel it in my soul. i want to breakdown in tears for this jesus of mine. i dont want to just go through the motions of hearing it and reading it. i want to be rocked to my core everytime.

a story a young life friend shared with me at summer staff two summers ago that i will never forget:
i was sitting in the audience of a young life club during the cross talk, when a capernaum girl (our friends with disabilities) got up and had to excuse herself. naturally she followed her to make sure everything was okay. she asked why she had to get up and leave. the girl responded, "it's too sad! why did he have to die? he didnt deserve it. it's too sad!" all while sobbing uncontrollably.

so if you would, pray for my high school friends, and that this talk wont be a normal story they've heard a million times. and pray that i dont brush it off as a story. this was his life. and in result, MY life.

pinterest pretties

let me break down my first few days of Junior year of college for yall.

-first day i escape walking up the steepest hill in fayetteville because my knight in shining armor came and rescued me. okay so it wasn't a knight but my friend Lauren, and she wasn't in shining armor but she was in shining car.
-internet crashes. it knew we needed it, so it cracked under pressure. typical.
-i have a stupid 2 hr break between my classes tuesdays and thursdays. hence the reason this is happening right now.
-my french book was $237.arm/leg.....not a problem right? WRONG. spent at least 2 hours between bookstores trying to find other options for this dipped-in-gold book. i finally buy it just before tears came gushing out in the middle of hell(bookstore doesn't believe in AC apparently). get home. start my homework. turn to page ---WHAT THE CRAP. don't worry folks, for one small payment of $237 your book will do tricks for you. this small payment gets you a book capable of being binded upside down and backwards along with a stomach ulcer and high blood pressure.
-show up to french the next day, bitterly i might add, 30 mins early--typical of walking to school. a bro decides to crack open a can of miller light before class. yeah, you're right, sir. it is indeed 8:45 AM and that sounds like a plausible time to take the edge off.

the week is still young my friends.

to keep yall interested, here are some pins that i am gushing over:

 

btw skulls are the new thing and i love it.
leopard print is still my weakness.
and scott disick is my favorite.

there's a first for everything

MY FIRST EVER CRAFT POST! can you believe it?! nope, me neither! well lets not waste anytime...

*to find a pencil you should definitely steal one from your roommates desk, they are the best pencils and they're free*

I left about an inch from the trace line to the cut line just for safe measure!

After I trimmed it up, I went over with some more mod podge to the edges.

*one million nepal bead bracelets is not necessary nor suggested for said dish*

there ya have it! and of course no craft is suggested unless you have happy hour from sonic to accompany you.

man, i feel like a woman

thanks shania twain for the woman empowerment evident in your songs. i swear you can never feel more like a woman until you rock high heels for a day. okay so maybe i changed halfway throughtout the day but whatever. heels are a bitter happiness. they're uncomfortable, but they look good.

shirt: h&m jeans: macy's heels:target bracelets: windsor watch:michael kors

the reason i put myself through the sweet agony of heels, is because i had an interview! believe it. if you talked to me about a month ago i could have sworn to you that next to my name in the business world was a tiny asterick. the asterick would be to indicate that no one should hire me just to watch me suffer. the poor college girl life is so 2011. i want to post a craft on here, but to craft you have to have money. no job equals no money, no money equals no crafts. catch my drift? well cross your fingers friends, ill find out soon! until next time, heres a craft i plan to do a tutorial on when my bank account allows willingly.

also, hell must be freezing over because today i went for a run, and i sweated!