Love Is Like A Hammock.
Beware. I have a lot on my mind and no organization to the thoughtfulness. Let's see how it goes. . .
First things first. The explanation for the thoughtfulness. I have no class over interterm. So. I have no homework to focus my attention towards. And when you're sitting alone for awhile, I think the only result, regardless of what you have to do, is thoughts. And contemplativeness. That's a word. I didn't make it up.
Second things second. Love. You know. Whoa. It's such a strange and scary thing. I don't know if I could come up with an accurate metaphor regarding how I feel about it today. Maybe . . . it's like a lightning bug. You see it, and it's so attractive to you. Like, almost intriguing. And you want that light on that lightning bugs butt, but you can't just take the light. Meh. I don't know. That's a bad metaphor.
Maybe it's more like . . a hammock. See to me, hammocks look kinda difficult to get into. And having a hammock in my room has shown me that a lot of people are scared to get in that hammock, too. But once you're in the hammock. Gosh. So comfy. Sometimes your legs fall asleep. So you have to adjust a bit. Sometimes Nikweeta has to crawl under to get her clothes, so I have to shift a bit. You gotta adjust even when you're comfy in the hammock. But then it goes right back to being comfy. Cozy. Cuddly. That still isn't exactly the best metaphor. Like I said. Hard to pin what it is. But. Love is just so hard to explain. And I'm not even in it. So how can I explain it right? Right. I can't. So. I'll stop trying.
Next. Well. . I need to trust in God. And I do. But sometimes it gets hard. But it's not okay to pick and choose. I have to trust God with it all. Trust God that boredom and contemplativeness over interterm can be used for good, and possibly short lived. Trust in and be thankful for the blessings I've received in the form of relationships with people that are there for me always. Trust that working out and eating healthy will eventually pay off. Trust that God will reveal himself whichever days he pleases through my devos, and any second in my daily life.
Trust God to give me someone to love on His time. Not mine. That's the one that get's the hardest for me.
Moving on. Sometimes it's hard to make everyone happy. And you know., we all mess up a time or two. A time or two a day. Or a time or two an hour. (Those are what we call. . not the greatest days). Anyway. It stinks sometimes. How do you spread out your valuable time the most appropriate way? If you make the wrong choice, it's not like you get it back later. I've 'wasted' a huge amount of time on relationships that are over. Friends and boyfriends included. But. Thinking of it I still wouldn't take it back. It's all part of learning lessons. So that we mess up a little less next time.
I'm going through Galatians right now, and I think this is my favorite so far:
"Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us." -3:13.
And I think that's all I have for now.
P.S. I'm the most excited for my best friend date on Wednesday.
First things first. The explanation for the thoughtfulness. I have no class over interterm. So. I have no homework to focus my attention towards. And when you're sitting alone for awhile, I think the only result, regardless of what you have to do, is thoughts. And contemplativeness. That's a word. I didn't make it up.
Second things second. Love. You know. Whoa. It's such a strange and scary thing. I don't know if I could come up with an accurate metaphor regarding how I feel about it today. Maybe . . . it's like a lightning bug. You see it, and it's so attractive to you. Like, almost intriguing. And you want that light on that lightning bugs butt, but you can't just take the light. Meh. I don't know. That's a bad metaphor.
Maybe it's more like . . a hammock. See to me, hammocks look kinda difficult to get into. And having a hammock in my room has shown me that a lot of people are scared to get in that hammock, too. But once you're in the hammock. Gosh. So comfy. Sometimes your legs fall asleep. So you have to adjust a bit. Sometimes Nikweeta has to crawl under to get her clothes, so I have to shift a bit. You gotta adjust even when you're comfy in the hammock. But then it goes right back to being comfy. Cozy. Cuddly. That still isn't exactly the best metaphor. Like I said. Hard to pin what it is. But. Love is just so hard to explain. And I'm not even in it. So how can I explain it right? Right. I can't. So. I'll stop trying.
Next. Well. . I need to trust in God. And I do. But sometimes it gets hard. But it's not okay to pick and choose. I have to trust God with it all. Trust God that boredom and contemplativeness over interterm can be used for good, and possibly short lived. Trust in and be thankful for the blessings I've received in the form of relationships with people that are there for me always. Trust that working out and eating healthy will eventually pay off. Trust that God will reveal himself whichever days he pleases through my devos, and any second in my daily life.
Trust God to give me someone to love on His time. Not mine. That's the one that get's the hardest for me.
Moving on. Sometimes it's hard to make everyone happy. And you know., we all mess up a time or two. A time or two a day. Or a time or two an hour. (Those are what we call. . not the greatest days). Anyway. It stinks sometimes. How do you spread out your valuable time the most appropriate way? If you make the wrong choice, it's not like you get it back later. I've 'wasted' a huge amount of time on relationships that are over. Friends and boyfriends included. But. Thinking of it I still wouldn't take it back. It's all part of learning lessons. So that we mess up a little less next time.
I'm going through Galatians right now, and I think this is my favorite so far:
"Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us." -3:13.
And I think that's all I have for now.
P.S. I'm the most excited for my best friend date on Wednesday.
those times of not having anything really to do? so hard sometimes. Those are the days when I try to completely think of others. I try to make myself busy with doing something for someone else. Don't miss those "distractions" that God brings into your life...its easier said than done I know. I pray that you would be blessed so that you can be a blessing to others :) which you already are. I couldn't have asked for better people to be in my life during this season
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