Thoughts of a 20-Something Woman

Camp. Is. Amazing. I love this place. Absolutely love it. I've been here for almost three weeks and the time has flown by. I don't want the summer to go by this fast! The first two weeks was training. I was thrust into a community of 40 other TST counselors, and we became a family very quickly. Their passion and desire to run after Jesus has impacted my walk with Christ. I love each and every one of them and I am so glad to call them a part of my TST family. We got our first set of campers on Sunday, and I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. I knew that I was going to love having campers, but I didn't know I was going to love them this much. I feel so priviledged that God has entrusted these 13 girls into my cabin. I ask for your prayers for these girls and for all the campers at Springhill. That's all I have time for...I'm going to go on the waterslide, skatepark and enjoy a concert with Adam Cappa..(He's going on tour with jeremy camp and franscesca battisteli in the fall.) We

So, I've been experiencing a lot of changes, a lot of redemption, and a lot of healing in my life the past year. After going to college, I made some huge decisions to surrender everything that was ungodly in my life, and live completely in obedience to Him. Obeying is hard, but I know that it is worth it. I lived two-lives for so long, but the freedom that came through obedience and surrender has changed who I am. I can now say that I am running towards Christ. I am not perfect, but I am not living a double-life and I am not living under Satan's hand. And it is glorious. So, in light of all of that, I have decided to re-vamp my blog (maybe you noticed the change in layout and title? maybe not? haha). But I thought it was time for a change. A song that I've been listening to and letting sink into my heart is called "I am new" by Jason Gray... my favorite lyrics include: "Now I won't deny the worst you could say about me. But I'm not defined by mistakes

I'm home for the summer!! (Well, I'm home for three weeks before I move to Michigan for the summer.)My dad bought Netflix for our Bluray player. That means I get to watch hundreds of television shows and movies whenever I want. It's beautiful. My obsession since Spring Break has been watching The Secret Life of the American Teenager. There are 66 episoides, and I am on episode 25. It's a really great show. Well, I think so. Other people may disagree. The show's theme song just makes me life. The lyrics are: "Falling in love; It's such an easy thing to do. Birds can do it. We can do it. Let's stop talking. Let's get to it. Let's fall in love." It kinda makes me laugh. 1) I'm not entirely sure tha birds can fall in love? 2) Falling in love isn't easy. 3) The show gives a terrible depiction about love. 1) Can birds actually fall in love? I mean, they reproduce...but that doesn't really mean they can fall in love with other birds. C

I love quotes. I actually just really like words. I love stories, song lyrics and poems. On any given day, during any given class..I will not be paying attention to my teacher, but instead of chatting with my friends on FB...I'll be looking up song lyrics and quotes to describe my current state of life. Words are beautiful. Seriously. I never knew how much words impacted me until recently. There are a few people in my life who just seem to know what to say and when to say it. And I love it. It pulls at my heart strings and I just "get" what they are saying. I've always been a lover of quotes. Seriously. In eighth grade and ninth grade, I covered my entire planner in quotes and I changed the quotes out every month or so. I've found some good quotes, sad quotes, inspiring quotes, dramatic quotes, deep quotes, quotes that I'll never share with anyone, quotes that I want to share with everyone. Seriously. Start looking up quotes. Quotes by famous people. Quotes sa

"Remember how you used to say you couldn't wait till tomorrow for a brand new day? No fuss when ya had to ride the bus. You just add a little blush to paralyze your school crush.Now you're older and the weight is on your shoulder. Make the world a little colder. No more hidin in the old day. Be strong. Don't you give up hope. It will get hard. Life's like a jump rope. Up....down....Up.... down...Up.... down... Cause it will get hard. Remember life's like a jump rope." Those lyrics are from a song called "Jump Rope" by Blue October. Check it out. It's a really fun song! But it also describes my life. I constantly feel like I'm on a jump rope. My life is up...down....There doesn't really seem to be a constant and there doesn't seem to be a "middle." I'm either up...or I'm down. What a crazy life to live. Thankfully, God has blessed me with people who keep me sane. As crazy as my year has been, I've never felt m

"Love's not a feeling Love's not convenient But I know love will change your life Love takes sacrifice Love cuts like a knife Sometimes love will make you cry Love's not easy But it's worth it Love is a hunger But love won't leave you empty See it's the language of the heart Love can steal your pride But love won't let you hide It takes everything you've got Love's not easy But it's worth it What you gonna do when the bottom falls out And you're left with nothing but your fear and your doubt to hold to Who will hold you? Where you gonna run when it's all on the line And you're looking for someone to save your life To save your life Love can hear you Love can heal you If you let it inside Oh, remember now Love's not easy But it's worth it What you gonna do when the bottom falls out And you're left with nothing but your fear and doubt to hold to Who's gonna hold you? Oh, where you gonna run when it's all on the

It's nearly been a year since I last posted on this lovely blog. I'm not normally one to be "well with my words." I am, however, good at word vomit. So, that's what I will do today. Word Vomit. So many things have been on my mind recently. As the song "Fragile" by Maria Mena says... "I think I have a problem, I think I think too much." It's true. I have thoughts running through my mind 24/7. Even my dreams seem to have "hidden meanings." So what's on my mind? Should I stop beating around the bush? Is anyone even reading this? Does that even matter? I have a lot of good friends. Friends that challenge, correct, and steer me towards Jesus. Thank goodness. But these friends really know me. And I don't mean they "know my parents names and my favorite color." No. I mean, they know even the deepest darkest secret that I thought I would never tell anyone. Ever. But they broke through. That's not a usual occurance in