Who Am I?

Well I'm just another bored teenager of course. Well I don't like to think of myself as average. I am simply me. I am who God created me to be and I'm ok with that. I'm not perfect. I'm not the prettiest or the smartest girl you'll ever meet, but I'm comfortable in my own skin. I have a purpose in life and I'm going to figure that out and fulfill it someday. I'm different and I don't mind. Some people think I'm weird or strange or crazy, but I don't mind. Love me or hate me, it's your choice and not really something I can change. I know I'm not going to be everyone's favorite person but that's ok, I don't have to be. As long as I can be myself and live life how I should, I'll be happy. I'll deny that sometimes and think I'm miserable, but deep down I'll be happy. I'm not the cookie cutter little miss perfect either. I have my flaws, I've had my tough times that have gone to the extreme. I've gone down dark roads and I'm lucky (not to mention thankful!) to be writing this. Don't try to label me, it's impossible.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

The Lost Get Found

Another line of another great song. Well this is kinda late but Wednesday's service was just amazing! God was there and he was touching lives. I was honored to be able to pray with some of my peers and we all broke down into tears. If any hurting teen is reading this. God is there for you. He has a purpose for your life. No matter what anyone on Earth tells you, you are beautiful and wanted and loved by the Almighty.

This year I wasn't as excited for prom as last year, probably because I have no date this year and I'm crazy busy. My dress is one that's been in my closet for two years that has never been worn. Considering the theme is "Happily Ever After" the black dress is going to stand out a ton, even more fun for me (and that wasn't sarcastic). Then I'll be hanging with my girls after. I'm not the type to go get drunk and sleep around, I have more self respect than that. And tomorrow morning my guitar will be ready for me. A friend of mine is touching up my floyd rose and lowering the strings.

I'm listening to one of my favorite songs "Dismantle. Repair." by Anberlin, the chorus goes "and oh oh oh things are gonna change now for the better. oh oh oh things are gonna change." well that's true. When you're in what you think is the darkest valley, dismantled to nothing, things will look up and you'll be repaired.
I've also learned a lesson from losing my voice a second time. I got sick again last week. I lost my voice. At this point, losing my voice again (because I never fully recovered from when I got extremely sick a last summer) could mean the end of singing for me. Well I kept testing my voice through those scary four days that I didn't have it. Through testing it every few hours, drinking lots of tea, and praying like crazy, I mostly have it back. The first day I got it back, it was still rusty but somehow I managed to sing from a low E to a high C, three octaves on a bad day, not too bad in my opinion. My voice is mostly recovered now, I just need to hope it continues to come back.

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