Would Jesus be ashamed?

Not to long ago I was reading something about Sarah Palin, people were bashing her left and right, but not only that but they started going at each other, but only one person stuck out to me the most...their user name was Dukoth and what they said hit a nerve and made me stop to think, they said "If Jesus were to show up today ~ He would be ashamed of all of you...." do you guys understand how true that is? Jesus would be ashamed.

You may ask how would he be ashamed, but to me the answer is pretty clear, Jesus would be ashamed cause he calls us to love one another, not hate on each other, bash each other, or bash people we don't know. But we do all those things to one another and i think Jesus would be ashamed.


How many of us claim to be the body of Christ, yet we bash people, call people names, and hurt people? Jesus never hurt people, he IS Christ, we represent him, so when we take part in such hateful things, are we really representing Him?

Next time you're tempted to slam someone you don't like, or someone you don't agree with ask yourself this...Would I say this to Jesus? To my mom? my sister? My dad? My Wife? My kids? if you wouldn't say it to them then why say it to someone you don't even know?

When God came to earth for you he would have never treated people the way we do today, think about that.

Everyone's Beautiful.

"She is so fat." Ever hear that said about someone whose like a twig? Ever hear that said about someone who is not skinny, but not fat, just...normal? Does it ever bother you? Does it irritate you? It irritates me.

Did you know a lot of the reason why girls are skinny is for being called fat? Did you know that causes girls (normal girls) think they're fat? To the point where the consistently want someone to say "You're NOT fat." Saying someones fat is easy to say, it's even easy to think about, but frankly it can be deadly.

Anorexia is an eating disorder that occurs when (usually)adolescent girls are convinced their "fat" and even after they become very thin, they still think of themselves as fat. They can even die or have serious problems after overcoming it.

I know it annoys me when people say someones fat. Just a couple minutes ago I was looking at an article on Miley Cyrus, and in the photo gallery someone said "Wow she's fat." now I'm not a fan of Miley, but I do know that she is no where near fat, any skinner and you would be able to see her bones. So why would someone say she's fat? Does that mean I'm fat? No, it doesn't, you may ask yourself how would that make me fat but I'll explain.

Miley is probably the same size as me. But I'm the right weight for my height, and so it she. She's not fat. And I would never say she is, cause it'd be a lie, it would be wrong, cause she is no where near fat.

What do you think? Do you ever wonder what you could do? I do to, I guess do the only thing you really can do, be there to encourage and help the person out to the best of your ability.

Everyone is beautiful, everyone is special, no one is a misfit, or fat, they were designed that way, you can't change that you'll never be able to, we were all made different none of us are alike, so why say someone is fat cause they aren't like you, or is it their skinner? if so don't worry, you are special and God loves you very much!

I Tried To Be Perfect....

Ever heard the song "Everything That You Ever Wanted" By Hawk Nelson? Well the song I think is a song that's universal. In the song it says...

"I tried to be perfect, tried to be honest
Tried to be everything that you ever wanted
I tried to be stronger, tried to be smarter
Tried to be everything but you."

And a little later in the song they say...

"You told me once
You'd show up
But I fell for that
Before I fell to pieces
Then I woke up
To no one,
Just a picture of Jesus
And a house left in pieces."

Do you ever feel that way? That your best just isn't good enough? That no matter how much you try to stop feeling that way you can't? But just cause that happens should we lose all hope in ever over coming things? By no means. If there's one thing I've learned it's this...
"In order to overcome the storm,
You can't sit and complain,
You have to learn to dance in the rain,
and give God your cares when they're to great for you."

The more I've thought of everything going on, I've thought about how we try to be perfect, to meet requirements for what we should be, but God wrote our life story, why are we trying to rewrite his perfect book? He gave us our life and then book all we have to do is trust him.

Remember people who matter don't mind, and those who mind don't matter. Be yourself...Everyone else is already taken by someone else.

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Dedication

So for this post I decided to dedicate it to my sister Nikki. She is one of my closet friends, and I trust her with my life. Things haven't always been easy between us and I know that they won't always be easy. But even when things go wrong one thing remains, she is my sister and I would give up my life to keep her safe.

Things haven't been easy for her, and when things like that come I tend to be over protective of her. There are times I wish I could forget, I wish I could forget any time I ever almost lost her. She has had a semi-hard life and I wish I could do more to help her and it pains me that I can't.

She is going to be 20 in 3 days, I am scared the fact that she's growing up, it makes me sad that I have to think that one day...she's just going to be gone.

But I've decided to reflect on the good things...
I'll never forget last year on my birthday when me and her were leaving Confessions Of A Shopaholic and it was raining really hard, We were about ready to leave the parking lot when the windshield wipers broke on us, so I called our dad and he told us to stay where we were and that he was coming. Well me and Nikki decided we were hungry so we walked over to Save A Lot to get something to eat and drink. It may have been raining hard on the way to the store and on the way back, but it sure made for a great walk in the rain.

Also I remember when we'd go to movies, and go to the store together. Sometimes we did boring things that I never thought I'd look back on and smile, but every time I look back I can't help but smile.

Sure things change but it doesn't have to change us. No matter what happens she'll always be my sister Nicole Louise, she'll always be born on January 26th 1990, and she'll always have blue eyes.

I'll never forget the times we cried, laugh, loved, hugged, and did odd things. I'll never forget who she was, who she is, and who she will be.

So heres to you my sister...Who is way cuter then the beast. I love you Nikki.

My Sister's

There's no such love like sister love is there? Nope I would have to say no. I have two sisters, Nicole(But I call her Nikki) and Rachel.

Nikki is 19, and she is soon to be 20. Her turning 20 comes with a few hard thoughts on my part, like
1. She won't be there for me like she used to be.
2. That no matter what she is growing up(and away).
3. That one day she's just not going to be here anymore.
But the one thing that's hardest for me to do is honestly sometimes, is just to love her. I mean don't get me wrong I do LOVE her...but she's never here anymore, and I feel sometimes like she just doesn't care about me anymore. She's grown up a lot and changed in a few short months and it's hard to see her the same anymore. I miss who she used to be.

Rachel is 16, she'll be 17 in September. She is very into art and is an amazing artist. she is sometimes just the glue that holds me and my sanity together. She's there for me when I need her most. Sometimes I think I'm not half the sister she is to me, and that's true in a lot of ways...
1. She's sweet...I'm not
2. She's quiet...I'm not
3. She's loving...I'm not always
4. She listens...I don't
5. She's gentle...Unless with kids, I'm not always.
We're two different people, but something holds us together and that would be God.

I love my sisters with all my heart. Those are my sisters love them or hate them, I could care less, cause I love them.

Oh by the way...the picture was done by Rachel.

True Friends

We all hope to have one. That one person you can tell everything to, cry to, talk to, be random with, and yell at but still remain close. That one person you wouldn't trade for anything, the one who helps you when your problems seem to big and you seem too small, the one who for some reason loves every flaw and imperfection, who accepts every dumb moment, who accepts you at your worst, and loves you at your best. Everyone wants one, everyone needs one. But why are they so hard to find?

People say "In order to get a friend, you have to be a friend." And that is very true, you can't just get a friend, you have to work, they have to work and you guys meet each other half way. But why is it so hard to just say "I want to be the friend to someone, and be the friend to them I wish to have."

But the thing is people think that you can only have 1 true friend...I wouldn't agree with that I have 3 true friends but each for a different reason...

Shelby: She was my first friend ever...she stood by my side if I needed her or not, we have two different personalities, but that doesn't affect us. If I had to say one thing about her...I can't just pick one, cause there are a hundred things that make her, her to me.
Miriam: Miriam is my second friend. Me and her have had ups and downs, but one thing always remained the same, we could play the dumbest games ever, but have the best time doing it. When she moved I thought you know 'Things are going to change' but they haven't changed we're still friends, and she can make me laugh a lot and in 3 words I love her.
Christi: Christi may be my third friend but she knows the most about me, and yet still loves me. We've had hard times where I would rather not have been friends, but then we would make up and I'd realize why she was my friend to begin with, she's the one who knows when I'm lying and won't accept it in any way shape or form and I love that about her.

Me and my friends, We're all different people but we all also came half way to the other and tried to be the friend we wanted to have ourselves. Friends are a piece of work but they're the ones who push us to our limits and love us even if we've had it with them.

Friends in 3 words: They're worth it.

Life Always Goes On.

A wise person once said "A person dies, we all say, 'It wasn't their time to die.' But who are we to say when it's the time to die? We live as long as God intends us to live." How true that is, I think that the hardest part of death is accepting it. I know my share of death when I was 6 my Grandpa died, when I was 7 my Uncle Bill Died, when I was 8 my Great Grandpa Setter died, and when I was 9 and 363 days old my sister's friend/ex-boyfriend died.

Through all of them I always said "It wasn't their time." and "Why did they have to go?" Which I think is normal to wonder and think. People always say "There's a plan for you, and it involved those deaths." or "God loves you, God loves everyone, He has a special place for them with Him." And until the death of my sister's friend I accepted that.

But on March 5th 2005 I decided to have nothing to do with God. I blamed him for my sister's friends death, I said "God, you could have stopped this from happening. So why didn't you? What did I do? What did HE do? He was only 16 God! Why him?! God I'm turning 10 in 2 days...are you punishing me? Then why not take me? You really don't love anyone." And I walked away, and it was that simple for me, that one death pushed me to where I thought I would never be...Pushing God away.

I stayed that way until January of 2009, almost 4 years later. I was at my friend's Grandpa's funeral (my LEAST favorite place), I left the room I walked to a room where I could be alone and I cried, I cried out to my Grandpa I asked him for a sign, I needed something to hold on to, something to let me know I'm safe, I wasn't sure what it was I needed but I needed it.

Later that month I got my sign in a form of a wake-up call. I was sitting alone in my room, and I just started crying, I didn't know why, but I just could now stop. I remember saying to God "Ok, I'm tired of running, here I am." And then I learned how to move on, all the deaths had an impact, one sent me running, but one pulled me back in. People always say "life goes on." And that's true.

But What I say is "Life will never be perfect, You're life will will go against what you want 50% of the time, You will yell at the ones you love, Hate the ones who love you, and feel like EVERYONE is against you. But no matter what God will ALWAYS show you just HOW to let life go on. It's never a matter of when, but how."

So will you let life go on?