Monday, November 16, 2009

Who am I?


Sometimes I am afraid of who I am and who I can become. I desperately want to know myself, my core. I want to know my friends, my family. I want to know my God. I want to know why. I want love and I want to give love. I have passion, but I need direction to know what to be passionate about. I’m in need of a father, a mother, a friend, a companion, a sister, a brother. I want connection. I have an eye for life, but I need to believe in my core that I am the one to capture it. I am held back by fear. I am someone who doubts. And I’m trying to be patient for the day when I will be completely comfortable in my own skin.

Monday, November 2, 2009

w-o-r-d.

I like words. Here are some of my favorites.

Dandelion
Superfluous
Bodacious
Fluffy
Chimney
Debacle
Exuberant
Waccamaw
Panorama

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Resistance.



Despite my attempts to push God away, He is still here.

I was blessed with an amazing year and a half to get to know my grandmother. When I think about our relationship, I picture sitting together in her room watching a lighting storm. I think of sharing cookies and a Coke everyday after school my senior year. I think of her hugs. I think of the way we loved each other. It hurts really badly to think about those things and to not have her here anymore. I hate not being able to tell her things that I know would have made her proud...things that would have made her smile. I'm resisting moving on. I'm resisting growth because I don't want to move on. But the thing is, I have to. I have to move forward. I have been resistant because I haven't wanted to hurt again. God is taking me through times of growth and change...and it's not something I would call "delightful". It's made me feel distant from my friends; it's made me ask myself, "what in the heck do I believe anyway?"; it's made me back away and examine my life and who I am, and in the process have my passions dwindle to apathy. So, although I need a season to grow, a time of self-examination, it's really frustrating that God hasn't put me back into the game. I'm still stuck on the bench, unable to go out because I'm not ready. I'm not able to effectively pour into anyone because things within me aren't right yet. As mad as I was about being taken out of things, and about this instability and confusion within me, my Father has continued to pour his love over me. He's answered prayers quite beautifully. It's much like when you're mad at your parents, and they do something that is really thoughtful and nice that your heart can't help but soften. Tonight, like one earlier this week, was especially wonderful. On these nights, I've met some really wonderful new people who I think are quite great and beautifully genuine. I sat on a new friend's roof tonight with 7 other people as we took in the night in its fullness. It could not have been a more relaxing and calming moment. It was a time when God showed me more of his love and blessings. I was so touched by His willingness to continue to reach out to me and bless me with moments like these that the case growing around my heart...broke. Tonight, I stopped resisting and started accepting. I cried and turned to my Savior whose arms were open and waiting for me to return. I am really thankful to have a God who is sovereign and stays beside me even when I try to push him way in my pain and frustration.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

writing again

I felt the urge to write today. It's been a long time since I could say that. Maybe 3 months or more. During those months, my voice was shushed, quieted, and kept down. I did not feel like I was heard, and I doubted myself in whatever I would get the courage to say. But now. September 9th...things are different. Things are changing. Just like the leaves are changing from green to yellow, I'm going from a fast paced life (this summer) where I never took time to sit back and reflect to a period where I need to be mindful of everything going on around me. I need to be mindful of my academics, in the way that I respond to things,...and of course my relationships.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Lead Me to the Cross

In the wee hours of the morning, I sit in my bed with 2 sleeping roommates, listening to 'Lead Me to the Cross' by Hillsong over and over. My video for this week is exporting. It has an estimated time of 3 hours to go. Today has been pleasant. I was constantly looking forward to tomorrow...Friday...and the weekend where I finally get rest. During the week, it is so easy to get caught up in the things that so desperately grasp for your attention. I can get so caught up in gossip, mean words, and so many other things. As I listen to this song by Hillsong, I am reminded of what great joy I have when I can praise my King. "Lead me to the cross where Your love poured out..." These words strike me and move within my soul. They cause my heart to beat forth passion and love...recognition of what Jesus has done for me. This song reminds me of who I am supposed to be living my life for.

Sunday, July 5, 2009



This summer has been one of growth, learning, passion, and sometimes apathy. It has been filled with joy, laughter, sadness, and peace. Right now, I need a break from everything. I so need a break from camp. I need a break from my job, but that will never happen. My muscles tighten and my heart cries out as I wish for a day when I will not be overwhelmed by the duties my job requires. I long for the day when I can fully embrace Ryan in public for everyone to see...without the constraint of rules keeping us from showing affection. I long for peace and right now....I long for happiness. Perhaps it will come in the rising of the sun tomorrow...I pray that tomorrow will be a better day.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

No sunshines and daisies today.

There are some memories that I wish I didn't have. Last night one unwanted memory was triggered as I passed the exit I used to take to see my grandmother. I'm still not used to not having her in my life. I miss her love. I miss her smile. And I miss her hugs. There are so many things that I wish I could tell her...so many things that I know would make her proud. The memories of her last few days plague me now. Instead of having peace, I have pain, hurt...loss. I'm am holding back this "darkened" side of me from my new friends at camp. They don't know my past or know what I've had to experience. I fear that if I ever mention what I've gone through, they won't be able to relate or won't know what to say, thus creating something awkward.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The World Spins Madly On


I'm sitting here in my now very crowded dorm room. The beds are un-bunked, the pictures that were on the wall are now down, and study guides/notes cover my desk as I sit on the edge of my chair in silent retrospection of this past year. The song, "The World Spins Madly On" by The Weepies is streaming through my computer speakers and putting me in happy-mellow-content kind of mood. So, when I think of this past year, the first things that come to mind are smiles, laughs, and tremendous growth. I've learned so much and worked harder than I've ever worked before. But the end result of this year is not just the knowledge I now have, but the experiences I gained along the way.

I remember meeting my friends Alison, Brittany, Elizabeth, Elise, and Aaron during the first nights during a "snow cone social." We didn't just let it end there, we talked for hours into the night that night. From then on, they have been my best friends...better than I could have ever imagined. I remember my first time at Campus Crusade for Christ and my first time going to eat pancakes and watch the office over at "The Outlet." I remember going to Brittany and saying, "I don't know anyone here." Brittany picked me up and held me in her arms as she walked around the room saying "This is Amanda! This is Amanda! You should be best friends!!" That did really break the ice and helped me to meet so many more people! I remember talking with Beth about being homesick and learning that she puts cinnamon in practically everything she's able to. I remember listening intently to Summer about everything she could possibly tell me about Summer Project in Sweden.

I remember packing into a car to try out a new church each Sunday. I remember finally finding that church, full of love, people with servants' hearts, that worked together to build a prayer-filled community. I remember going home for election day and stopping by Kim and Jason's house to pray for it to sell(since they had moved to Boone), only to find their car in the driveway and them inside. There was such excitement! I remember spending hours in Alison's room sharing life stories, all the pains and joys we've experienced. I remember talking with Elizabeth about the deep desires of our hearts to be wives and mothers. I remember running out of my room in exasperation and frustration with everything going on, only for Elise to run out with the same feeling of needing to yell at the top of her lungs. We ran down the hall and embraced in a hug as people started to open their doors wondering what going on. I remember skipping with her down the hall to get as much toilet paper as we could hold in our arms. I remember playing guitars on the steps of Byrnes till midnight. I remember taking my vintage suitcase, who I named Susie, on a photo adventure with Aaron, Alison, and Elizabeth as we ran about campus taking pictures and playing "hide and seek." I remember going to the movies with "the older girls" to see High School Musical and feeling like such a kid again.

I remember so many good and joyful times. I also remember many times when I thought I couldn't do it, times when I couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel, and times when I simply mourned. In each of those moments, I was surrounded by friends who loved and cared for me. I remember running down the hall to tell Alison that there wasn't a way that I could keep my Life Scholarship. I remember pouring out onto Brittany about what was stressing me out. I remember...bawling on the phone as I talked with Kim about how my sweet grandmother had begun trying to call people by pressing the "numbers" on her arm. I remember talking with Beth and slowly uttering the words, "She's gone." I remember sitting in Thomson with Hannah as I was comforted in her stories of how she dealt with the loss of her grandmother.

I remember growing and learning with my small group at CRU. I remember praying in the new year at Encounter and worshipping as I sang "I will sing a song of hope, sing along. God of heaven come down. Heaven come down..." I remember when Brittany told me that I would be the new head of the prayer committee. I remember the feeling of wondering if I could take on the position well. I remember the feeling of success after a night of "prayer and praise" where voices were raised for the future of CRU. I remember being completely clueless as I sat down with 3 other people at a leadership conference to form a vision statement.

I remember the growth, the struggles, and the good times. I remember it all as if it happened yesterday. As this year comes to a close, I can hardly imagine that a better year than this can exist. However, I believe that more blessings are in my future. I believe that my God will continue to work in me and help me to grow. He will give me moments filled with joy and love. Because of that, I can look back and smile at the memories I've made, and turn to face the future that's ahead of me. I will run with excitement toward the things the Lord has for me....I will run with excitement.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Open Your Eyes

Open your eyes to the world that is around you. Open your eyes so that you can truly see. Open your eyes so that you can experience His glory. Open your eyes so you can see the unseen. My friends, I encourage you to open your eyes.

Open your eyes to experience what's around you. Open your eyes to experience life's fullness. Feel the sway and the movement of the breeze. It's glorious! Put an end to the shuffle and bustle of your day to day things. Put an end to your worry. Put an end to your fear. Use what you've been given and open your eyes to these beautiful things.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Encouragement goes a long way

What I feel like I need on most days is a little encouragement...a little motivation. I often find myself wanting someone standing on the sidelines of my life saying, "You can do this!" "I've seen you accomplish much harder things before!" "Don't give up!". How much would we all benefit if we were each other's person on the sideline? I would try to relate this to a verse in the Bible, but I'm not as well versed as I would like and so I cannot pull out many examples from my back pocket! But, I feel like there's a verse that talks about encouraging one another in our faith. If this verse does exist, we should ACT upon it. We should encourage each other in every aspect of life, or in any area that needs a little boost. Gosh, if we actually put others needs before our own, just imagine how different our world could be! So, as much as I need to hear these words, I feel that you need to hear them too. So go and encourage one another. Give compliments. Notice people's efforts and congratulate them on successes no matter how small. Let us cheer one another on as we go through life.