it’s been several months since I’ve written a post here and even longer since I’ve blogged regularly. To say it’s been a crazy couple of years is an understatement.
It’s been a while, but I’ve been able to see and do things in those years that I never would have thought possible.
This has always been a place where I want to share only the best and most beautiful adventures with you. I’ve always dreamed this could be a place of inspiration and encouragement. I stopped blogging regularly during a very difficult time in my life because I didn’t want to bring any of those negative feelings here. I simply didn’t know how to talk about them and try to inspire anybody when I, myself, was lacking in encouragement and inspiration.
But then something beautiful happened. The second (and most recent part) of my absence from this blog has been full of wonderful adventure, hope for the future and experiences I never thought possible. In fact, most of the foundations of the beauty I’ve known in the last year have been rooted in those hard times. It’s been a glorious lesson to me that all things truly work together for our good and that God can make something beautiful of our lives, even after there’s been so much hardship and pain.
I love you all so much. I still think of and pray for you often and I want to share some of the beautiful dreams I’ve gotten to see come to pass since I’ve been away.
So, the time has come for a new era for this blog! I am planning a remodel, some fun guest posts and a few more interactive experiences. Thank you for staying with me for so long and I look forward to giving back to all of you the joy you’ve given to me in our time together.
Why is it that our value is measured by how many people want to screw us?
Why is it measured by whether or not someone does? By whether or not someone finds us attractive? By how attractive someone finds us and where we spend the night?
Why do we find our value in how many people are jealous of us? By how many people want to be around us? By how many people want to have what we have or accomplish what we’ve accomplished?
Why is our value measured by what’s in our bank account? By the kind of car we drive? By the kind of house we live in? By the people we are able to hang out with?
Can’t success just be yours? Can’t it be good just because it feels good and right to you?
Why do we spend so much time trying to define it? Counting followers on our blogs, posting our success on Facebook to watch the number of ‘likes’ go up and hashtaging our way to “fame” on Instagram like it really makes a difference.
Why does it suddenly count so much less when everyone else isn’t making a fuss about it?
Who cares if no one says they’re proud of you?
When it comes down to it, are you any less successful just because no one stopped to tell you you were? Does an action mean less just because nobody noticed you did it?
Stop living by what makes the faceless masses happy and learn to live your live by the things that will make YOU proud of you. It all falls into place after that, I promise… but even if it doesn’t, it won’t matter because you will have lived your life in such a way that it was meaningful.
Who cares what kind of car you drive? Who says it’s a call for pity if you’re not bringing anyone to your bed? Who cares how many publications your name has graced? If it isn’t something you would use to define you (and as we can remember, you work doesn’t have to), then why do you care what anyone has to say or think of it?
Start your day tomorrow remembering that it is not lust, a lie or deeply-rooted insecurities that should make you try your best. Strip it all away and just go for it.
Stop trying to find your place in a world without any substance and just find you.
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Sometimes I forget how much a simple phone call can mean.
As I was working today, I got a call from an unknown number. When I answered, it was one of the ladies from my church. I expected it to be for prayer or maybe a question about something in a study or service.
The call caught me off guard, as she said “I need you to listen carefully to what I am about to say…”
She began to tell me all of the things she appreciates about me. Out of the blue. On a Thursday afternoon.
Her words on certain things could not have been more perfectly timed. Only yesterday I was wondering/feeling a little insecure about some of these things.
It was a moment I will cherish for some time. And even though it turned me into a babbling idiot as I tried to react to these kind words gracefully, it’s reminded me of the power of words and how we can use them to build or destroy.
Speak some encouraging words to the ones you love today and always. Don’t let the opportunity pass you by. Even if it means calling them.
Out of the blue. On a Thursday.
I should like to add, the words you pen could be even more powerful than the words you speak. Consider that as you write today.
Consider how your words on a page could be the very love letter, inspirational quote or note of encouragement the world has been waiting for.
You’re lovely -Sara