It's so simple, it lies within.

You never know what lies within a person, I learned that today.
The message that God showed me today was one I plan on carrying around with me everywhere I go.
I went out to eat with two friends, who are cousins. These two people are so important to me, and of course I , being the know-it-all girl that I am, thought i had them all figured out after 4 years of knowing them. I was so wrong..
The rest I quote...

"I had a sister, she'd be 22 ... She died of cancer when she was 10 & I was four. The night she died my mom was praying and I remember her telling God, ' She's yours, you gave her to me ,lord you have the power to take her whenever you wish , I just please ask that you take her away with no pain' The next morning, she took 1 last breath & died asleep. Her name was Angie. She knew she was going to die, she was ready. She would always tell my cousin ' I know I don't have much longer, I'm gonna go, but I want you to be ,everything I never had the chance to be' , She reminded my grandma never to cry because she would always be with her. I don't remember much, I remember I had a sister & I grew up knowing that she was my guardian angle. "

Did I cry? Yes. Then guess what?

I met Angie, we went to her grave and on the stone her Aunt wrote..

"You are the love of my life, your memory lives within me, I stand humbly & thankful to God, to say that I envy him for having you, I too am Glad because even the lord himself wanted to have you before him. I love you dearly."

- The whole story was simply sad , yet beautiful. I admire these two boys more than ever now. They know how blessed they are to have had someone so special in their life, a memory so precious, something they always have to fall back on .

Thank you Lord, for showing me new things everyday in simple ways .

Simply too much Heart.

The smell of grass, the sight of a forward player making their way to the goal, and putting their heart into a kick, a kick so hard that makes the goalie jump so far up in the air that everyone is removed from their seats and are absent mindedly already on their feet. The sound of the crowd going wild, the feel of removing the sweat rolling down your face, the view of the sky as you look up to thank God for allowing you to make that move that you didn't know your body could make. The embrace you give your teammate after reading their pass so clearly that it was as if you were doing it and helping them finish with a beautiful assist.  It's all so amazing to me. In most of our adolescence make-up , dresses, heels, jewelry,  take over us , to hide our insecurities. In just one game, all that is changed, to jerseys , shorts, messy hair, skinned elbows, cleats & shin guards. In just one game , the frustrated, complicated,adreanalized human being comes out of you ,the real you gets to rule your body.
I love soccer & everything it evokes in me .
School ball has ended, and I cannot believe another season has flown by.
Thank you thank you thank you lady cards, for being such wonderful teammates for singing, for dancing, for yelling, for fighting, for crying, for kicking signs, for screaming at the ref, for taking out a girl whenever she was no longer my mark, for eating before every game, for making coach mad, for encouraging words, for playing the game . .

 Strange , strange coaches...

Love Love Love Love Love. there is no other explanation :)

6 Simple words.

 Come as you are.- Pocket Full Rocks.

"You can come as you are"

                                                     These 6 words are exactly what they sound to be, come as you are.

 Come as that frustrated teenager who stays up at 3 doing homework , just like that young single mother who doesn’t know who the father is, just like that broken hearted girl who just gave in, only to watch him leave, come with all the bruises that man gives you. Come with the lie you just told, come with all the cuss words you just said to your mom under your breath, come with all that anger you have for you father. You can come as you are. Those 6 words can break down that high ego that we all have, tear to shreds the prideful human being, only leaving  a simple sinner , a weary child of God , that believes that they have to fix themselves to come to Jesus because they are ashamed. Oh, but how wrong you are, "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart".

                                                                    He's not mad at you, and he's not disappointed

                                                 His grace is greater still, then all of your wrong choices

                                                                         He is full of Mercy and he is ever kind

                                                                      Hear his invitation , his arms are open wide.

 He's invited you to come to him, he didn't say what you had to wear, he didn't say what you had to look like, he didn't say how your hair had to be, he didn't say how much good you had to do before, he didn't say how many times you had to pray, all he wants is you, as you are. .  .

You can come as you are with all your broken pieces,
and all your shameful scars.
The pain you hold in your heart, bring it all to Jesus.
You can come as you are.

Take it ALL to him, lay it down at his feet, and let him heal you because alone you can't.

Let him hear those sobs that come from within,

Let him see that restless soul that tries too hard to be something this world wants to see.

Let him feel your love for him & the peace he brings.

Let him fight your demons.

Let him heal & glorify you.

First is first.

Come as you are.

You can come as you are.