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planning to be productive

Two weeks until I can join the rest of the family for Christmas and my cousin Lila’s New Year’s wedding (along with my grandparents’ wedding anniversary). Before then there is much to do:

  • Christmas Shopping
  • Reading an unknown number of college applications
  • Sending off cards and letters
  • Getting a new phone (still can’t receive txt msgs)
  • Christmas planning
  • Christmas Shopping
  • Praying for the craziness and wonderfulness of the coming family time
  • Getting stuff together for the wedding
  • Cleaning my room
  • Purging my closet

I think I’ll start with the most daunting -cleaning my room & purging the closet. *exhale*

Here’s to cleaning up and out the things that hinder and hide. Cheers!

Today was a very full, long, early, and g o o d day.

2:20am -woke up

From there on commenced one of the busiest and FULL daylight-houred days. It included (but was not limited to) a flight, four back to back to back to back high school visits alternating back and forth to opposite sides of Hilo, returning a malfunctioning rental car, and even the swimming of laps in a pool with a side of laundry.

But between the wake up and the jump start of the work day, I experienced my first sunrise over the Pacific through eyes that could barely break open. Cobalt skies were illuminated slowly by the rising sun peeking over the horizon and eventually revealed a sea of clouds streaming below me and the second plane out of O’ahu this morning. There were whole communities and countries of clouds in innumerable shapes and sizes.

My eyes had trouble focusing at first, but the scene was just too awe-inspiring to turn away from. I soon found myself daydreaming about sleeping on a cloud or dancing across one. That’s when I noticed it: every single cloud was different. Now there were millions upon millions of them. And as the sun rose even the slightest bit higher, the details of each cloud became more defined. Each one was beautiful and unique -no other cloud across the entire sky matched another. And each cloud even glowed in the sun’s light … absorbing and reflecting rays.

Our God is a God of detail,was the reminder for me this morning.

They were clouds -a big fluff of condensed water vapor floating around. God took time to make each individually… to make each of them stand out in their own way, and they’re just clouds! Every detail about each of us is purposeful and just for us. We don’t fully match ANYone because our purpose is unique.

And if God cares so wonderfully for wildflowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, he will certainly care for you. Why do you have so little faith? -Matthew 6:30

There’s so much more to say within this, but I can’t put it into words quite yet.

Despite my loss for description, I encourage you to catch a sunrise soon. Watch the sky illuminate and allow yourself to be warmed and shone upon. Let the Son highlight your details, the ones you like and the ones you don’t. Let yourself absorb His light and don’t be afraid reflect it onto others in the ways you were meant to. You’re special. You’re unique. You’re you and Praise God you are!

If I could only see that familiar sunrise through sleepy eyes
How happy I’d be -Roy Orbison Blue Bayou

it’s all good

It’s been a while since I’ve actually attempted to “compose” my thoughts. Let’s see …

I’ve become an aunt -again. And it’s just as amazing as the first, second, and third times …combined.  New life is always a blessing -helping you focus on the good and positive, allowing God to remind you that He still grants blessings and that HE is the creator of LIFE!

She just moved to Montana with her mom and dad (my brother) over the weekend. She was 21 days old when she left. A bundle of joyful sleep and gassy surprises this one is, but her already long limbs and powerful quadriceps will soon be as active as the rivers and streams lacing through Montana’s lush landscape.

By the end of this month two of my most cherished sisters will also be moving a li’l further from me: one to Vermont and one to Nueva York! Distance makes the heart grow fonder, or so they say. I will admit that at first mention from each of them about their intentions to join the East Coast chills raced down my spine, but shortly after each chilling reaction came an unexpected “peace” (cliche, I know … but true) that now allows me to truly celebrate their choices. I know they’ll be fine without me and I, too, shall be “fine” without them physically by my side. Being intentional while distant hasn’t been my forte, but here’s to another chance to do better.

A season of changes. Adjustments. Transitions.

My baby brother has just begun his official first week of training for football with UCLA -a training I would never dare to attempt -EEEEK! But with this training comes an opportunity for growth, pruning, and increased discipline. I can only imagine what’s in store for him as this new season comes to its peak. Then school starts …

Along with that “move”, last weekend my parents moved into a house for the first time since I was in 4th grade! For those of you who don’t know, 4th grade for me was more than a decade ago … yeah, it’s been a while. From a two-bedroom apartment to a four-bedroom house … God is Exceedingly Good!! Viia Le Atua!!

God has provided a change for me as well. Not a new friend, but a good one becoming more precious than before…more than I had anticipated. I am increasingly humbled by and thankful for this one more and more with each day. Cheesy? Yep. But, why not?

This fall is coming with a breath of “newness” unlike those before. So many twists and turns this summer has brought, but they are all with purpose. With so many moving around, it seems only natural to want to anticipate what God has planned. Oh, how anxious we get when we can already taste that things ahead are good. Tsk tsk tsk.

Here’s to patience and being prayerfully mindful of the changes and blessings around me.

Deo Volente.

Taste and see that the LORD is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him! -Psalm 34.8

Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.

Psalm 51:10

mistyschmidt:

Why is it HE can look at me and see everything from one breathe to the next time i fall on my face and still say that I am HIS beloved, HIS choosen, HIS daughter, HIS forgiven,HIS little girl. HE says HE loves me even though HE knows all things.
Why is it I can’t look in the mirror and love myself …. 
when.     HE who is perfect in every aspect possible says HE does love me even though i am covered with stains. that HE no longer sees because of JESUS
Why can’t i love myself like JESUS loves me.

mistyschmidt:

Why is it HE can look at me and see everything from one breathe to the next time i fall on my face and still say that I am HIS beloved, HIS choosen, HIS daughter, HIS forgiven,HIS little girl. HE says HE loves me even though HE knows all things.

Why is it I can’t look in the mirror and love myself …. 

when.     HE who is perfect in every aspect possible says HE does love me even though i am covered with stains. that HE no longer sees because of JESUS


Why can’t i love myself like JESUS loves me.

deo volente: Struggle

tagalongfongalong:

The following excerpt is something I read by Elisabeth Elliot. wise woman.

“Don’t ever allow me to use the word ‘struggle.’ Every time I use it I am excusing disobedience. I am really preferring to ‘struggle’ rather than quit.”

Jesus made this necessity sharply clear when He said, “if your right…

just a li’l recap of my ever busy and wonderful weekend.

i’m so very VERY blessed by the people God has placed in my life. thank you, Jesus!

spazzed out blessings…

my current predicament is too funny and too true not to share.

I went to the Urgent Care yesterday because I could barely turn my neck, I was in immense pain, and the right posterior side of my neck and upper traps appeared to be swollen. Yeah … OUCH!! It hurt to walk, cough, laugh, chew, drive … it hurt.

How did I hurt my neck, you might ask … well, Friday night I helped chaperon a dance. Maybe a song involving the whipping of your hair back and forth came on and maybe I let loose a li’l harder than I should have. smh (<—shaking my head…for those of you don’t know what “smh” stands for).

As painful as the day may have been, I received a small handful of opportunities to bless those around me that TOTALLY made my day. I found car keys left in the lock of a trunk —turned them into the front desk @ Urgent Care. The pump I pulled up to at the gas station had already been paid for —I went inside to correct it and found out they had sent the prepaid amount to my pump by mistake. Being honest counts.

Well, I saw the doctor and was completely honest about the pain and how it happened. (The doctor was AWESOME, btw, and a Christian… he took the time to really listen to me  - I appreciated that.) He concluded that my neck and upper traps were locked into a spasm —pretty intense one too. PRAiSE GOD I hadn’t strained or ruptured anything. With heat, rest, vicodin, and a sedating muscle relaxant, I should be back to normal soon.=)

My first time on vicodin and it’s interesting … It mellows me out and slows me down just a li’l bit. I need to slow down more often. That is my current prayer: to slow down a li’l more… slow down so my busyness isn’t the noise that blocks me from hearing His voice.

prayfordaisy:

Daisy had an ultrasound and x-rays today to check for signs of cancer and they both came back clean! No signs of disease! Thank you Lord!

prayfordaisy:

Daisy had an ultrasound and x-rays today to check for signs of cancer and they both came back clean! No signs of disease! Thank you Lord!

Supposedly I’ve messed up the cycle being the only ‘84 grandkid without a child, I beg to differ. I’m an aunty. I’m a sister. I may tend to mother those around me. I think I have plenty of kids to take care of already.

I just hope my own children aren’t jealous of my nephew and nieces (+1 more TBA on the way). It’s not my fault these precious bebes got here first. What? I’m just sayin. LOL jk!