Broken

Trust is something very delicate. Once it's broken, it's very hard for it to be the same. Just like I read somewhere, you take a new sheet of paper. It's nice and crisp, there are no dents at all. What you do next is crumple it up, step on it, spit on it, even rip it if you want. You'll end up with something very damaged. Once you're done damaging it, try to get it to its beginning state. You won't be able to, you can tape it back together, flatten it in between books, even iron it; it won't be the same.

When you trust someone with your entire heart, you become that brand new sheet of paper. It doesn't matter what that person tells you, they have your full trust. They can tell you the most mediocre things and you will believe them. You will even bet your life on whatever it is they say. Because you believe that they have no reason to be lying to you. You don't even think that person has a reason to hurt you. Why would they hurt you? They have no reason!

The moment you find out that the person you have trusted with all your heart has been lying to you, or has lied to you, you fall apart. Just like that sheet of paper, the moment you find out the lies, your trust gets crumpled, spit on, stepped on, to the point where it's so damaged, it doesn't seem that you could put it back together again. It's pretty much the worst feeling in the world. Some handle it better than others, we are after all very different. But most of us are so hurt all we can do is cry about it.

Once the damage is done, it's done.It doesn't end there though. That person who hurt you has pretty much ruined you. You will meet new people and there people can be the most trustworthy people on earth but since you're already so damaged you can't come around to trusting them. Eventually someone will come along that will slowly be able to restore some of your trust. You will be able to slightly trust but you will still have those scars that will remind you that you have to be careful.

Be careful who you trust. I know I made that mistake many times. Even "godly" people have played with my trust. Right now someone is repairing some of the damage and I really hope I'm not wrong about this person but so far so good :)

God Bless.
-Just a Girl

Confessions

It's been a while since I've posted anything here and I think it's time I entertain you once again, lol. It's funny, you live a long time in the same routine, "doing good" in the eyes of everybody, but deep inside you become lost. I haven't really opened up about this, just to some people, but I feel it might help me if I open up now.

I only realized this recently and I feel it's the reason why my life has gone down the road it's on now. Everything I ever did when I was younger was to please everyone around me. When I was 16 I decided to give my life to God and that was about the only thing I did that was sincere and came from me. When that happened I started to observe how a "person of God" would behave and how they would spend their day. I started to mimic them but soon found myself in a routine. There were people that I looked up to. I would spend my days in church because I liked it when they would tell me how proud of me they were. That's when I only did things that they would be happy I did. I started to become obsessed with pleasing them, I even started calling them mom and dad.

Years later I found myself in a routine. Going to church, wearing a uniform, having a title, attending weekly meetings, staying late at church, repeat. I was only going through the motions. Inside I wasn't even feeling spiritual anymore but because everyone saw the appearance I showed them, no one would tell me anything. I continued the fake appearance so everyone would get off my back. Up until one day in January 2014.

Everyone knows my love for Royce, Ive been supporting him since back in the day when he was semi-famous and my support continues because it's basically my choice. Apparently getting chosen to go onstage with him for him to sing me a song and show me love was giving a bad example. Well hey, I get it, it's ok to tell me what I can't be doing with the title I had in church. What I DO NOT agree with is the way the situation was handled. A certain pastor, who was in charge of the church I attend at the moment, decided it was ok to call an emergency meeting where everyone had to be there. In this meeting he decided to completely humiliate me by telling me what I did wrong in front of everyone. He made me look like a terrible person. When the meeting was over he excused everyone and made me stay behind so that he could speak in person (which he should've done in the first place) I am NEVER going to forget the way everone left that room that day. They got up, went straight to the door. No one looked back, no one said bye. All but one person and honestly her "Goodnight Gina" meant so much to me at that moment and still means so much to me now. After that everyone avoided me. They didn't even turn to look at me and it only made my next move easier.

After that meeting I had been benched and was there basically till I could prove I had learned my lesson and become spiritual again. I DIDN'T EVEN TRY. I got tired of faking it. I could have easily faked it like I see so many people do now. People who make themselves look so Godly but at home can't even humble themselves down and stop ignoring their own sibling, people who look so holy and Godly at church but live a completely different life at home. I made the most meaningful decision of my life and that was to just start all over again, this time for real. Not to please anyone because the people who I had been pleasing before had already let me down and left my life like I meant absolutely nothing. That's what I did and up until this day I am treated like a criminal. I've had people start rumors that I'm going out every night to drink and smoke marijuana, I've heard constant rumors about me having a boyfriend. I've had an assistant come up to me and say "You need to stop living your life in sin and come back" and I've had constant judgmental remarks telling me to "Stop sinning." I was an assistant for 5 years and can tell you that is completely wrong. why would you throw something like that in someones face? I can easily get that person in trouble but I honestly don't care. One day they'll get me in a bad mood and I'll put them in their place. The bad part is the fact that I've thought so many times of not going to church just to avoid judgmental remarks, but I always convince myself to go because I know I NEED GOD and I don't go to see anyone but to talk to God and get help.

That's my struggle right now but like I said, I brought this on myself. What I would advice everyone to do is to do things because YOU want to, not because you see everyone else doing it. Don't do anything to please a pastor or his wife, or even an assistant. It's not the right way to go, trust me.

Still, I give thanks.

It's been over a year since I've posted here. Reading my old posts makes me sad but at the same time it makes me happy. These past two years I've been through so much, so much has changed. We all go through it, we feel as if nothing has changed but we look back and see a completely different person. For me it's been some good changes, some bad changes.

It kinda sucks when you don't trust anyone anymore, especially when you don't trust the people in the ONLY place you can actually get help. These past 2 years people have done me wrong on so many levels. There's been people who back stabbed me, who shattered my trust, who have walked out of my life like I mean ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. But you know what? It's ok. I am THANKFUL. I am thankful for those who lied to me, because I now know who you really are. I am thankful for those who walked out of my life because it stopped me from wasting my time at trying to give them my affection. I am thankful for everything.

The good change is the way I think. I'm learning to love myself. It's taking so much effort but I think, slowly, I'm getting there. I'm looking ahead to the future, trying to live a better, longer, happier, healthier life. I'm glad I decided to make this change because it has helped me so much already. I am thankful that I have met all those wonderful people that have led me to this healthier path. I am thankful for all those friends who have remained by my side, no matter what, those who have been there for me like family. I am thankful for my family, who may not always agree with what I do or say but they're still there. I am also thankful for my ROYCEFAMILY, my roycesisters may be from all over the world but we share a love for Royce that no one else would understand. My roycesisiters are some of the sweetest people I know, we stick together, and help each other out when possible. My love for them grows daily. But Most of all, I am thankful for God, in the end He's truly the only one that can help me and the only one who knows me truly, and still remains by my side.

 I am thankful for life, from a different perspective, but I am still thankful. <3

-Just a Girl <3

I'll be back soon

Sorry for not posting the last few days. I haven't had much internet access. I have been currently spending the last few days in a hospital waiting room. Its a family emergency so I'll be back as soon as I can.

-Just a Girl

Fast of Daniel-Day 2

Today was still difficult but easier than yesterday. It was my day off, I was home all day because my car was at the shop getting fixed. Something I noticed was that was different was my day with my mom. The usual on my day off, I spend breakfast with her, we talk, then I head to my room, clean and stay on facebook, twitter, or tumblr the majority of the day, while she's outside on her tablet playing candy crush, or she's cleaning the back yard, or she finds something to sow, either way she stays busy. Today was different. I got up super late today so I didn't have breakfast with her. I did however spend the entire day with her, we talked about alot. She told me about her past, before she met my dad. She told me about how much she suffered for making poor choices. It was pretty amazing that she shared all of this with me. We had lunch together and we continued talking all the way till my dad got home from work. It was nice to spend the entire day with her and the rest of the evening with my family. We watched the mini series about the bible story Joseph (Jose do Egito) It's in Portuguese but we understand Portuguese. :)  Overall it was a good day.
The message for today on Bishop Macedo's blog was about complete surrender. Surrendering one's life completely means to let go of everything. By letting go of everything we make oursleves available for God to honor us.

God is giving me strength to get through these 21 days. I am feeling amazing and God keeps surprising me. God bless you all! <3

-Just A Girl-Gina A.

Fast of Daniel-Day 1

Wow what a day! Just as I figured it was difficult! I woke up for work at about 9am and first thing I do every morning is check my phone for new notifications. Well guess what? NO NEW NOTIFICATIONS. Basically I slapped my forehead and said "Duh, Gina!" lol I prayed and asked God for strength on the beginning of this journey because I know it'll be difficult. Work was ok, mostly everyone knows about this sacrifice I am doing and respect it. I felt great during the day, my mind was pretty clear, a few times I would take my phone out, unlock it, navigate through my remaining apps(I deleted the tempting ones), then lock it again. I was almost in tears when one of my co-workers (didn't know about the 21 days) started playing music for us. The first song was my absolute favorite, "Darte un Beso" by Prince Royce. I had to walk away, stand in the drive-thru and basically zone it out. (I don't want to force people to do this sacrifice with me, It's my choice and if they want to listen to music, they can) The rest of work was fine, I remained busy and even read my bible (on the bible app) on my break. God gave me so much strength today. After work I went to zumba (again had to zone out the music) but I just focused on my steps.. 1..2.. left ..right.. oh snap I went the wrong way! lol after zumba I headed to church and directed the play we're working on "A Letter From Hell" then came home, read bishops message, Prayed, and now I'm here.
Today's message from Bishop Macedo's Blog was about obedience. It most absoulutely makes sense. If I want to recieve the Holy Spirit, or be renewed/revived, I must obey. Obey what? Obey God's word. Leave sin, run away from it, and meanwhile on the run away from sin, find Jesus. It's pretty clear to me. Still I ask God for strength to continue on this Journey, to not let me fall, because temptation lies evverywhere.


-Just a Girl :)

The Mistake of Underestimating

I think the worst mistake people can make in regards to me is to underestimate me. It's pretty easy to do that actually.
Do this: think of the first time you saw me or if you haven't met me go according to my posts. If you think real hard you'll have the same outcome as when you see most people for the first time. I seem shy. Don't get me wrong I am, but to a certain extent. That doesn't mean I will always be or that I wont dare to do anything crazy. You would be behaving pretty cliche by "Judging a book by it's cover" if you thought that way. People like my family and really close friends will definitely agree that I am "something else". I get pretty weird. But not just that, I will dare to do what others wont. If I see something wrong in a situation, when most people would stay out of it or step back and wait it out, I wont. I will do something to try and fix the outcome. If something is not fair, I will speak out. If there is a famous person close to me, I will get them to notice me. If someone seems like they need help, i will help them. Even if deep deep inside I am scared beyond anything, I WILL DO SOMETHING.
When someone treats me wrong and thinks I'm just going to cross my arms and let them, they are proved wrong. When I see a well known pastor or bishop, when others just stare from far away and wish they'd get noticed, I go up to them and introduce myself. When I see Prince Royce backstage, I make him remember me. I will do things that others wont even dare think about. I guess what I'm saying is don't ever underestimate anyone. Don't think that you can have control over them. If you are the predictable type (that will not dare do anything crazy) try it out! Just don't make a fool out of yourself. Be smart about it. You wont regret it.

"If it seems we are crazy, it is to bring glory to God" - 2 Corinthians 5:13




Just a Girl ;)

The Refiners Touch

There was a group of women in a Bible study on the book of Malachi.  As they were studying chapter three they came across verse three which says, "He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver." This verse puzzled the women and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God.

One of the women offered to find out about the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible study. That week the woman called up a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest in silver beyond her curiosity about the process of refining silver. As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that, in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest so as to burn away all the impurities.

The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot - then she thought again about the verse, that He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver. She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined. The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. For if the silver was left even a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.

The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, "How do you know when the silver is fully refined?"  He smiled at her and answered, "Oh, that's the easy part -- when I see my image reflected in it."

If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has His eye on you and will keep His hand on you and watch over you until He sees His image in you.

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Birthday Reflection

Everyday is a blessing. Two days ago I celebrated 22 years of life (August 11th). It's amazing what can happen in one year, let alone 22 years. Just 10 years ago I was suicidal, depressed, and angry at the world. 10 years later I am delivered, blessed and baptized with the Holy spirit. My life has been a roller-coaster with a lot of ups and many downs yet I'm still on the ride. This weekend I was looking back at everything and I couldn't help but smile. Everything I've been through has only made me stronger, and believe it or not happier. If I hadn't gone through my life exactly how it happened, I wouldn't be how I am today. It's crazy, everything fell into place like a puzzle. The Holy Spirit makes me see everything differently. A way that not everyone can see, I can distinguish what I will benefit from and what will only bring me down. I can make the right decision with the help of the Holy Spirit. But I am just so thankful for my life, you have  no idea. I can't even explain really. This birthday I wasn't expecting much. Just the usual birthday wishes. I actually just had such an amazing time, everyone seemed to remember. I got surprised with a birthday cake at church and it was just an amazing feeling with people who share the same faith and love you for who you are. Overall I had a blessed birthday and I love all the people who are still in my life: My birth parents and my 2nd parents, my BFF Laura, my buddy Carlos, my pastor & his wife, my sisters (of blood & of faith), my brothers, and every single one of my friends.

A Letter from Hell

 Occasionally, this video ends up on my wall or on my dash. It always gets to me.

Not everyone that dies goes to a "better place" as people always tend to say. It's just not like that. It is written:

MATTHEW 7:21
Not everyone who calls me their Lord will get into the kingdom of heaven. Only the ones who obey my Father in heaven will get in.

That means exactly that!... Not everyone is getting into heaven... Only those who chose to obey His word, His commandments. Just because someone died does not automatically mean they're in heaven. If it was like that, where would the fairness be? God is a judge, as a judge HE has to be fair. Imagine all this time we are obeying His word, practically sacrificing our time on Earth then, there's someone who does as they please and in the end we ALL end up in Heaven... that does not seem fair to me at all. Matthew 7:21 would not be in the Bible if we all were. So don't assume that in the end we will all be together because the sad reality is we wont. We like to assume that when someone dies, they'll go straight to heaven but the truth is we don't know if they really are. It's hard to take in, but as I always said... the truth hurts.

Here is the written version of a letter from hell.


"Dear Zack,
I died today. It’s a lot different than I expected. You see, I always thought that dying would bring me to a world that is foggy and hazy. But this place is crystal clear… It’s even more real than my life on Earth.

I can think. I can talk. I can even feel.

Right after the wreck I could feel my spirit leaving my body. It was the weirdest thing, Zack. I thought I heard you screaming out to me, man. Must have been just imagining things.

At first I was just standing in line, getting registered I guess. They asked me for my name…and began to look in this thing they called the Book of Life.

I guess they couldn’t find it though because this huge angel standing next to me grabbed me by the arm and started dragging me away. I was terrified. I had no idea what was going on. I asked the angel where he was taking me, but he didn’t answer. So I asked him again…

Finally, he told me that only those, whose names were written in the Book of Life, could enter into Heaven and the rest would be condemned to Hell forever.

Man I was scared. The angel threw me into some kind of holding cell. Where I’ve been sitting and thinking for a long long time. Do you want to know what I’ve been thinking about?

I’ve been thinking about YOU.

Zack, You’re a Christian.
You told me so yourself. I mean we talked about it three different times today.

Kelly brought it up and you laughed it off. Coach Adams brought it up and you changed the subject.

I mean, it came up right before the wreck. Well the question I can’t get out of my mind is this, Zack. Why haven’t you ever told me about how to become a Christian?

You say you are my friend, but if you really were you would have told me about this Jesus and told me how to escape this terrible place that I’m headed for.


I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, the angels who have been chosen to cast me into hell are coming down the hallway. I can hear their footsteps.

I have heard of this Hell. They call it the Lake of Fire.

I can’t stand it, Zack. I am terrified. No! The angels are at the door. Oh no, no! They’re coming in and they’re pointing at me. They’re grabbing me and carrying me out of the room.

I already can smell the burning sulfur and brimstone. I can see the edge of the cliff where Hell burns.

This is it. I am without hope.

We’re coming closer, closer, closer. My heart is bursting with fear. They’re holding me over the flames. I am damned forever.

This is it. They are throwing me in. Fire, Pain, HELL.

Why Zack? Why didn’t you ever tell me about Jesus?

Your friend,
Josh

P.S. Wish you were here. "






Here is the video:

PLEASE GOD, I’M ONLY 13!

Today I dreamed I was walking through the wrong neighborhood. I knew I should not have done this, but I took a crazy chance, ESE. I was smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer. I was enjoying my freedom man, I was having fun.

The last thing I remember was walking down the street with my homeboy and seeing this carrucha pulling up next to me going awfully slow. I heard the words, “where u vatos from?” I heard a loud bang and felt ringing in my head and a terrible jolt to my whole body. My body flew to the ground, ESE. My whole body seemed to be turning inside out. I heard myself scream. I don’t know what happened to my homeboy.

Suddenly, I awakened. It was very quiet. A police was standing over me. Then I saw a doctor. My body was in pieces. I was saturated with blood. Pieces of the buckshot from the gunshot were piercing my body all over, strange; I could not feel a thing.
Hey! Don’t pull that sheet over my head, ESE! I can’t be dead! I’m a homeboy of only 13. I’ve got to meet my homeboys tonight, ESE. I’m supposed to grow up and have a firme life. I haven’t lived yet. I can’t be dead, man.

Later I was placed in a drawer. My jeffita had to identify me. Why did she have to see me like this? Why did I have to look at my jeffita’s eyes when she faced the most terrible ordeal of her life? My jeffita suddenly looked vieja. She told the vato in charge “Si, el es mi hijo.”

The funeral was a weird experience, ESE. I saw all my relatives and my homeboys walk toward my casket. They passed by, one by one, and looked at me with the saddest eyes I’ve ever seen. Some of my homies were crying. A few of the rucas touched my hand and sobbed as they walked away.
PLEASE… SOMEBODY….WAKE ME UP!!! Get me out of here! I can’t bear to see my jeffita so broken up. My abuelitos are so racked up with pain, ESE. They can barely walk, my little carnal, Toñito, mi hermana, Rosa, are like zombies. They move like robots in a daze. EVERYONE!!! No one can believe this, and I can’t believe it either, ESE!

Please don’t bury me! I’m not dead! I have a lot of living to do! I want to laugh and run again, I want to sing and dance. Please don’t put me in the ground. I promise if you give me just one more chance, God, I’ll stay away from drugs and gangs. I promise to love my family and be the best son in the world. I promise to do my schoolwork and to be the best student my teachers ever encountered. I promise to help my raza and to be the best educated homeboy America ever knew.
All I want is one more chance!
PLEASE GOD, IM ONLY 13!!!

A Cry for Help!

You know, from personal experience, I've learned NEVER to give up on anybody. I know, I know, sounds pretty cliché to say but It's amazing how fast you can forget to care about someone who seems not to have hope. Let me speak a little clearer. I am going to use myself as an example. Please bear with me until the end for there is a point and NO it's not so you can feel sorry for me or what not, for this is the past!
Exhibit A: Young girl who grew up attending church since she was six. Definitely knows about God. Back then there was an age limit for Sunday school, and that was 12. I was a good kid, I think at least. Not a trouble maker, well until i hit that age of 12. Sunday school is special for many reasons, well for one you are leading kids the right direction, God. But the most important factor is that the kids are being taught in their language, in a way they understand. That's great! When I "outgrew" Sunday school I had no problem with it in the beginning, I pretended to understand what that pastor was talking about when in reality, I had no idea, for it was not the type of language I understood. Just like anyone who goes to church to warm up a chair I began to get bored. I was too old to be in Sunday school, yet too young for youth group. So I was left "floating" around clueless in church. Some of my Sunday school buddies also outgrew Sunday school and began to join me in the service. From then on every church service for us was a reunion, catching up, laughing, joking, all meanwhile the service was on. I began to get rebellious not just with my parents but with anyone who I believed thought they had authority over me. This infinite list included the pastors, their wives, all the assistants, my parents, and any grown up who intended to tell me what to do. It got so bad, I was asked to leave the service numerous amounts of times by the pastor. When any assistant tried to help me and give me advice, I'd back talk to them. All my "friends" thought I was cool and that's all that mattered. But frankly something started to change in me. I was no longer happy, I began to get depressed out of nowhere. The times I cried myself to sleep is too many to count. I began to self harm. Cut. Obvious cuts actually for they were all on my arms. I'd lock myself in my room and listen to music and cry. I wanted to end my life, yet I was too much of a coward to actually do it. I wanted help. Deep inside I was yearning for help from anyone. All this was undercover though, for in front of anyone I was as tough as a nail and always with a smile, never admitting that I needed help. No one knew, and I was too "tough" to say anything. As time went by and the number of assistants that talked to me went from about 13 to 0, because everyone had lost hope in me, and that included pastors. I don't blame them, I was horrible. anyway as time went by I got worse. I lost hope in myself and lost hope that anyone would look deep enough into my eyes and see that cry for help. But God didn't. He sent me an angel, someone who would go into hell and pull me out. She cared for me without even knowing me. She saw what everyone else decided not to see, Hope. She prayed for me, fasted for me, gave part of her life just to save me and that makes me who I am today. I'm not going into detail for there is far more to this experience and my point is made.
Sometimes there are those who seem to have no hope, but their cry for help is louder than their pride and we must not give up on them for they are a precious soul. All we have to do is look deep enough, care enough........ and never lose hope, never give up, never stop fighting.

Just a Girl :)

I'm Not Perfect

I would like to make this clear... Just because someone has given their life to Jesus DOES NOT mean they are anywhere near perfect. I am so tired of people telling me I think I'm perfect just because I'm always at church and what not. Listen, I do not think I am perfect, nor do I want you to think I am. I made a life changing decision, just like some people decide to join the army, to become a lawyer, to become a doctor, my decision was to accept Jesus as my one and only savior, and live according to his word (the Bible). There was only ever once a perfect man on earth and His name was Jesus. It's not right to assume someone thinks they're perfect because they have decided not to follow the flow of this world. People are so easily Judgmental, they say oh you can't listen to this because you go to church, you can't say that because you go to church, or you can't do that because you go to church...NO! You know what that is??? It's JUDGING! When someone does something wrong in the eyes of the Lord, it's between them and God.. no one else, ever. Another point I'd like to clear is this one. Just because I go to church doesn't necessarily mean that worldly things will burn my eyes or ears off. I am human just like you are, I make mistakes, I fall, I get back up. The only difference might be that I am property of Jesus meaning I have Him to guide me, to help me get back up when I'm down, to make me happy when I 'm sad, to complete me and get rid of the void most of humanity is always trying to fill. No matter what happens, I'd like to continue in the right path without people assuming I think I'm perfect.

I'm Just a Girl :)

Demasiado Tarde?

Know what I mean?

You know when you miss someone and there is no way to get in contact with them because the last time you talked to them you ended in disagreement and just never really spoke to them again? Well that's how I feel right now. It's not sadness its just that I miss them. I don't even know if they care that I still exist. But whatever, it's no use feeling this way. It's pointless because It's not like I can just fix anyhting. I do know that if I were to see them now I would try to fix things between us, but as for now, all I can do is wait and let time take care of the time and place. Anyway It's been pretty lonely around the house since my mom's still in Mexico, not super tough just ughh, I miss her and although I talk to her almost everyday it's not the same as having her here at my side :) She'll be home soon. Sunday to be exact. Anyway, I'm just letting it out, it feels better that way. Well if anyone does read this, thannks :)

God Bless You

Just a Girl <3

Way to go

I'm not the type of person that let's just any little thing get to me. I don't let anything get to me, anything. I always say, if it happens, there's a reason. But, what to do if it actually gets to you. I mean you try not to get all upset and you start thinking of other things and go on with your day. well not today. It was all going great, last day of school before spring break and my presentation had gone great, I was all done. Happy as can be, I mean nothing had gone wrong. Until something happened, i'm not going into detail and i'm not going to say what happened but it just got to me. I tried to move on, and not even pay attention to it, but it was in the back of my head. And eventually managed to ruin my day, my mood, everything. What exactly do I do? I mean I guess I shouldn't accept it and I mean tomorrow is a brand new day, but what if it happens again? Idk, sometimes i just want to disappear for a while. My life isn't perfect, and I'm looking to God for strength.


Just a Girl

The Perfect Two

"On Friday, February 24, 2012, two Belvidere North High School Junoirs, Brenda and Thalia, were driving on their way to a home game when they lost control and went into the other lane. An SUV hit their car and Brenda and Thalia were found dead at the scene. It only takes seconds for your life to be taken away. Tell your family and friends you love them and live every day like it's your last." -ForeverHannah25

Two really young girls gone. Just like that. They were 16. It just proves how we don't know when we're going to die. We have no idea when, how. and why, But we know that we are eventually going to die. The big question is when we do, where are you going? It's something to really meditate on. What kind of life have we been living? How have we made the right choice? Have we truly been saved or have we just made everyone think we are?... The reality is this, you are never too young to accept Jesus as your savior, as well as you are never too young to die.

It's Our World, Planet Universal

If you haven't joined Planet Universal, shame on you. Lol, I'm joking. Still, this place is great. For us who look to always remain in faith and watchful for our salvation, it's better than Facebook. In Facebook all you find is your "friends" posting pictures of their "crazy weekend", they curse, they post inappropriate videos, and even mock your faith. It's not something you can really run away from. Facebook is still great to stay connected with far away family members, but not so great to stay connected to God. Planet Universal on the other hand is the perfect place where you can remain connected to God. There you will find fellow Universal church members who share their experiences through their blogs, inspirational videos, church event invites, church groups, and most importantly the same faith. My favorite part about planet is the assistants group. Bishop Mauzer is taking care of us and helping us remain watchful. He posts words of wisdom, videos, and definitely makes us think. For all of you that don't have a profile on Planet yet, get one. Let your pastor know you want to become a member and he will send you an invite. (You can get in with an invite ONLY) & PLEASE.... when you become a member add groups, share stories, post pictures, inspirational videos, and leave comments... don't just get a profile and leave... there will be no point. 


Everyday I'm Planeting!
Just a Girl :)

Why I Hate Religion, but LOVE Jesus!

This is epic! I agree with him 100%.

Wake up or get up?

This happens often. You wake up on time. You lay in bed, awake, for a few minutes. A few minutes turns into ten, then fifteen, then when you look at the time, you're late! Yes you were awake on time but that didn't get you anywhere. The moment you get up is when you actually progressed.
When you live a "normal" life you're spiritually sleeping. Nothing really happens. You constantly "go with the flow" of where life takes you. If it's "in", you're "in". That's all it is. You fit in, you're normal. You DON'T make a difference. Trust me. When you realize that all that you have ever done in life makes no impact on anything or anyone, that you have been ungrateful to God.You realize you need help. You realize that you need God more than anything in your life. That, my dear friend, is called "waking up" (spiritually speaking) Yet, you've woken up, and your life should change now right?? WRONG! Sure it makes a difference that you "woke up", now you are aware of what is going on. But just "waking up" is not going to take you anywhere. In order to start a relationship with God you need to get up. In order to leave an addiction you need to get up. In order for you to change your life you need to GET UP!!! Getting up means doing something about it. Start talking to God, He's listening. Start reading the bible, He's speaking. Start thanking Him, He loves you! Look for anything you can do to be a better person. but DO IT!!! Use the Nike motto... Just Do It!

Have you been sleeping in faith?
Have you woken up or gotten up?



Just Saying. Your life changes when you do something about it.

Just a Girl :)