grace in learning

so, I haven't done this in a while. and for all of you who will probably never read this, we'll just call this post something that is for my own good, rather than you readers out there. :)

Learning is something that is necessary in life, and no matter how hard I try, I will never actually be able to disregard it. It will, for the most part, shape who I am, who I will be, and how I will view my past adventures. I've learned a lot in the past few months.

First, is that God will never leave, no matter how stupid I am/act. (Did you know that I'm really good at being an emotional blobby girl?) His grace really does overflow, and with all of my holes, the overflow will be a definite plus.

Second, is that you shouldn't answer the door to creepy men who ask for plastic spoons. That one is a must.

Strength comes from unexpected places. I really do believe that strength is born out of change, and that change, no matter how ugly or surprising, has the capacity to be a good thing.

Laughter is the daughter of joy, and joy, my friends, is irreplaceable, and is coupled with peace, love, and certainty. Certainty in the fact that there is always something at work that is greater than ourselves. Without sounding too cliche, I have the coolest God ever. He gives me these unexpected little gifts and spurts of joy that I know I don't deserve.

Lastly, I receive grace freely on a daily basis, therefore it will always be in my life-plan to have grace for everyone that I've ever loved, or will love. (which is probably you.)

"why should I feel discouraged?
why should the shadows come?
why should my heart feel lonely,
and long for Heav'n and home
when Jesus is my portion?
a constant friend is He.
I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I'm free
His eye is on the sparrow...
I know he watches over me."

(best by Lauryn Hill)

Peace out. 
Lea.

"and if someday I find a peace of mind, I will share my wealth with all of human kind"

Ben Harper is great, that's where the title came from.

Sometimes, I wish I...

...didn't lose faith so easily.
...didn't misplace everything I touch.
...could go to Ireland, right here, right now.
...could give people faith.
...could keep my kitchen clean longer than two days.
...had a wand to clean my apartment and do the laundry.
...could squish more time into a day.
...was more confident.
...could go to a Ray LaMontagne concert.


well, here's to wishing no more... just doing.

it's thursday... and for some reason this verse comes to mind.

"Rejoice in the Lord ALWAYS. I will say it again, rejoice!" -amen.

happy day. :)

-Lea

I wish that I knew what I know now (when I was younger)

So, the title of this post could be relevant...or may not be. But either way, I really like that song. (you should give it a go).

X) Excitement of the day: anxiously awaiting the 6 inches of snow expected for tomorrow/school is O-U-T.
Y) Time well spent: Finishing the resume (!) and attending a discussion panel hosted by the UCA religious studies department on "Is there a link between religion and violence?" (Please, let me know your thoughts...)

So, wishing that I knew what i know now when I was younger has stemmed from a place of future-pondering. Lately, as I've been reading up on the job field of PR, self-doubt and anxiety have taken a front-row seat on the "Let's see where Lea goes in life" show. Should I doubt my education? Should I ease my way in to the PR work crew? I'm a little bit scared to dive in. I'm definitely with the kiddos who, in swimming lessons ,want to cheat and stick their feet out before falling forward. BUT, the past has told me that experience will teach me, and I have a master-guide (Jesus, duh) who will show me the ropes.

Carrying on.

I'm thankful for the people that are placed randomly strategically throughout my days. The kid who cracks a smile. The person that opens the door for me. The lady I sit next to commenting on the weather. The guy I'm hoping didn't see me just trip. (go figure).  I was thinking today about how I've met all of the important people in my life. Most of them were encounters that I had nothing to do with. One, I met while riding a bicycle with my oh-so-cool Barbie helmet (thanks mom). Others were randomly placed roommates. They were placed by a master-planner, who sees the whole tapestry, when I'm just ONE thread. way cool to think about.

My life is on purpose. The plans of my day revolve around a greater purpose. Not because I'm special or that I'm some ultra-deserving person that is super duper awesome, but because I have a Savior that cares. Se llama Jesus.


Dueces gooses.

-Lea

SNOW-SLEDDING TIME!!!! (Go flush an ice-cube)