My main character just recently marveled how easy it is to fall in love in a short amount of time. And a couple of days ago, I experienced this. There's something awesome you can experience when you go somewhere quiet and just listen for God's voice. Laying on the grass in the park, watching the leaves of the tree kiss the clouds. Just being quiet and listening for his voice in the wind. I saw a part of God that's different than I usually imagine. He was like a little boy in love, showing off all those things he made for me. Just for me. Trying to impress me. "Do you feel the wind? See, I made it. Just for you. Do you feel the grass blanketing you under your quilt? I made it grow. Just for you. Look at the mountains. See that? I made that beautiful. Just for you." And I feel his love surrounding me. He loves me. The God of the universe loves me. The being who can fit our galaxy and all the galaxies we cannot even begin to imagine in the palm of his hand. He. Loves. Me. When you experience that, there's nothing you can do but fall in love. Don't be scared. It's only love, baby, that we're falling in.
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"Look into His face. His eyes are like fire. His voice is like many waters. He is seated at the right hand of the Father." What does it mean to give everything to God? I've struggled with this. I say with my mouth that I surrender, but how do I surrender in actuality? Something about walking into the throne room of heaven and seeing the Lord awakens something in you. I looked on Him and realized how unworthy I really was to be in His presence. I couldn't look at Him and I felt the need to kneel, to show Him just how worthy He is and how unworthy I am. How on earth would I ever be able to enter heaven with all my shortcomings? I've thought in the past, that it's not like I do terrible things. But when I was there, everything was equal. I noticed everything I didn't do right and I was ashamed. I was dirty. I was too unworthy to be in His presence. But He stood as I came in. He walked to where I was and knelt next to me. He grabbed my hands and pulled me to my hands and I was forgiven. You know the verse, 'If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.' (Luke 9:23) I look at the cross reference and it directs me to 2nd Timothy 3 where Paul is detailing out good things that he tries to embody and I'm thinking there's no way I could do that. And in that moment, I discovered, that's the point. That's the point. That we can't do it on our own. But God can. And that's the way to give everything, realize there's absolutely no way to do it out your own and let God do it, because He can. Okay, so here's another award! Thanks, Liddy. I love these things;) So, this is how you do it:
For the facts.... 1. I'm a very proud nerd. In a science-y, writer-y way. When I can see how the world works perfectly and how everything makes sense, it just makes me incredibly happy. 2. I wish I could sing....I can carry a tune, but that's about it... 3. Slightly schizophrenic. Sometimes I have this shocking moment when I have to force myself to realize that my imaginary friends aren't real. *sob* 4. I had no idea how to spell schizophrenic before I checked spell-check... 5. I have a teddy bear that I still sleep with. His name is Chris and he's fluffy and cozy and he's my link to sanity when my school is getting too much. I just cuddle him and eat Twix and I'm okay to continue on. My great grandma gave him to me a couple of months ago and I named him after my character who died. I was still grieving at the time when I named him...He's actually the only stuffed animal I own, since all my other ones were in the house that burned down. Isn't he cute? 6. I have an incurable sweet-tooth. Which isn't exactly ideal when I'm not technically supposed to have sugar...hehehe...sorry Dr. Jenn... 7. I'm an introvert. I love talking to people, but I can't instigate conversation so sometimes I end up staring awkwardly at the person and our conversation goes something like this. Me: Hi. Them: Hi. Me: How are you? Them: Good. How are you? Me: Good. *Silence* Me: Hi. Plus, socializing drains me. 8. I love words. Did you know that esperance means hope? I used chagrin in a sentence and people looked at me strange... 9. I'm a romantic. I dream of a guy sweeping me off my feet. I can't wait to get married and have children, but don't worry Mom and Dad. I'm waiting for the right person. Although I have swooned over a couple of fictional characters.... 10. I'm kind of OCD. Both Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and Obsessive Character Development. I like things straight, balanced, even, etc. It really bothers me that there are 11 facts. Why not 10? That's a nice even number, right? 11. I decided not to mention that I love to write and read, obsessively, because I figured that everyone knows that about me.... 11 questions to answer: 1. What book ending are you most disappointed with? The only ending I can think of that I've been disappointed with is Beauty Sleep by: Cameron Dokey. Seriously, she married her cousin? That just perpetually disturbed me. There are other books that I feel left things to be desired, but I loved the book. i.e. The Giver (show what happened in the community), The Witch of Blackbird Pond (show what happened with her and the guy who she was in love with), etc. 2. What book ending surprised you most? I'm not surprised to easily. :) But Code of Silence by: Tim LaHaye (I think) surprised me and Emma guessed the ending before she read it, which really annoyed me. Generally, I don't tend to predict book endings. I just roll with where the book will go, which is why I tend to not get surprised, because what happens just seems natural to the book. Also, Reapers by: Bryan Davis. Someone died who I was not expecting. Seriously people. 3. Are there any movies you think are better than the books? If not, which ones come close? Hmm...that's a very rare condition, right there. The new Cinderella was better than the fairytale and the original Cinderella. I melted. Figuratively speaking. 4. Do you prefer listening to altos or sopranos? I don't really know the difference.... I just like music. 5. What kind of music do you like to listen to when you’re upset? Red or Josh Garrels. Something deep and not incredibly happy, but not something that will depress me more... 6. What song do you want sung/played at your funeral? Morbid...Probably Souvenirs by Switchfoot... 7. If you had to own a store, what would it sell? Books and writing supplies like binders, paper clips, cool pens, paper, etc. Music maybe. 8. Are you left-brained or right-brained? Not sure what that means.... 9. Do you like personality tests and other get-to-know-yourself stuff? Why or why not? Depends on the test. Some of them are fun and others have like 100 questions (literally) and you don't really care that much about the end point. 10. What’s a movie you really want to see? Well, that will go into a big list. Let's see here...Home, Inside Out, Mockingjay 2, Star Wars 7, Star Wars 3, Mazerunner (but Mom won't let me watch that one):, 11. If you could only read three books for the rest of your life, which would they be (besides the Bible)? Why do you torture me so? To Kill a Mockingbird, Paige Torn by: Erynn Mangum, Masters and Slayers by: Bryan Davis, A Voice in the Wind by: Francine Rivers and others that I'm too tired to think of right now. I've found that there aren't a ton of books I want to read over and over and over again. And I've got to go, so I'm going to nominate anyone who wants to do this (plus I've forgotten who has done this since I'm like 6 months behind) and use the same questions that were asked to me. Knock yourself out. |
About Me!Hannah writes to satisfy her imagination. She's written six books so far--five of which need to be rewritten--and is working on a seventh. She ranges through a variety of genres, but favors contemporary YA, fixing broken characters. She wants to use her writing to change people and bring hope. She's currently going to college for Nursing and that takes up most of her writing time. She's a rather stereotypical writer, talking to imaginary friends, eavesdropping on people at the store, secretly being nosy, stashing herself away in her room with a paper and pen and chocolate and her teddy bear. She loves Jesus, the way the morning smells, her family of seven (four siblings), old movies, fairy tales, candles at night and helping people. She writes on another blog at nerdywriter.blogspot.com to hopefully build her chances of publication. My Author Site:Archives
December 2016
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