big things have small beginnings.

some beginnings start so quietly that you don't even notice they're happening. - gossip girl, S2 EP16

i want you to do something, as a way of remembering. pinpoint moments that seem to stand out to you for no particular reason. it can either be in your life or many lives. you never know when you'll look back, realizing this is the moment when it all started. you never know when you'll think 'i can't believe i didn't know that before.' you never know when you'll look at yourself in the mirror and smile, unable to find anything you don't like. you never know when you'll think 'i'm doing good things.' but i want you to know when you start them.

xx,
jocee.

lean on me // lean on you

Sorry this is late y'all. I was supposed to publish this yesterday but this new barista job is really time consuming, and I'm having a little trouble with time management. I hope you enjoy these belated thoughts.

Just something I wrote in the back of my notebook in Biology class last week. I've been more aware lately, these past few weeks, of my own fears regarding being alone. I really do fear it, but why? Is it truly because I'm that uncomfortable with myself that I need someone else and their energy to feed off of? It's hard to understand the human psyche, even harder to understand your own.

How much better would the world be if we all just selflessly offered up our company to one another without expecting anything in return? Instead we tend to introvert ourselves back into our comfortable little shells leaving each other desolate.

I just wish that we could spend more time with one another. I think that would solve a lot of problems.

xx, Bleah

not all about you

You are special.
You are beautiful.
You are wonderful.
You are smart.
You are worth it.

Are any of those statements familiar? Yes, of course. Society throws them at us every day. They are supposed to 'boost our self-esteem'. Make us feel good about ourselves. And I'm not saying that is necessary a bad thing.

But really, when did we get to the point where society needed to tell us we are beautiful & worth it? The Bible tells us that. Isn't it enough? When did we get so caught up in ourselves? So worried about how pretty we are & how smart & how special?

Maybe it's time to look around more. It's not all about how we feel. Maybe instead of entertaining ourselves all the time, we should look for more opportunities to entertain/serve others. Maybe we shouldn't let our moods guide our actions so much.

Our feelings are not at the center of the universe. Maybe it's time we stop acting like they are.

hugs,
eve

you and me and time

we both plead for time
to take pity on us poor
souls
and keep the
things we’ve kept so far.

time specializes in removing
memories
and everything
that once was
no longer is.

let’s don’t let time
do such a horrible
thing
to everything we’ve ever had
and everything I’ve ever known.

please don’t let
time
talk you into
forgetting
me.


x, abby

a weekend for myself.

Oh, my manual free-lensing adventures ;)

From my journal yesterday:

Why hello there. Or should I say goodbye.

Tomorrow morning I will be leaving on a journey. I'm going to a christian conference in my state along with some kids from my student ministries at church. It's my first time leaving on a spiritual journey by myself, and I'm more than ready.

I'm packed. I've gone to Walmart for about 10 pounds of snacks for a 3 hour bus ride. And finished all my homework.

I have a feeling though that I'm not only going to be growing with my faith, but with my relationships with my friends as well.

I have 2 friends that are going, which should be fun, but about 5 other young women are going as well, in which I'd like to get closer with.

All in all, I'm excited to see what my future holds, and I think this weekend just might be a turning point in it.

xoxo

Stephanie

Seriously guys, I'm beyond excited to leave tomorrow.

Have y'all ever been on a retreat through your church?

i've fallen for your eyes but they don't know me yet

©

sometimes, when bad things happen, we fall into this ditch of confusion and heartbreak. we don't know what happened or why; we can't conclude if it was our fault or theirs; and we surely are at a loss as to how we can fix things. and once we think we've figured it all out, we realize we're not even close. again and again we go through the painful process of turning the events over in our minds, hoping to see a little light tucked in there to make us feel better; but there isn't one. and we get this drop in our stomachs and a sick feeling that all hope of remedying the situation is lost...and so we give up. we stop trying. we extinguish the little beam of hope inside our hearts.

then all of a sudden, for some odd, unknown reason, it gets better. once again, you start catching them looking at you from across the room. again, they go out of their way to sit by you, to speak to you, to make you laugh and smile. they once again get that beautiful look in their eyes when they're near you. they start to look at you with wonder and awe again. when you laugh, that obnoxious, loud laugh of yours, they just gaze at you with admiration and hold back a giant smile.

but you cant say anything. or, you feel like you can't say anything because you don't want to ruin it. but some days, those days when you feel their eyes burning into your neck...you turn and take in the look on their face, hoping to read their heart, praying that you'll see the wonderment that was there before all the bad stuff happened...you just want to grasp their face in both of your hands and kiss the past away.

xoxo,
candace