Me.

Hi there.
Welcome to my corner of imagination!
I'm just a 17 year old who loves to write.
But that's not all I love!
You'll find me cuddled on the top bunk reading a book & eating an apple; outside soaking up some sun as I snap a picture; dreaming; playing my guitar; journaling; or organizing.

I recently discovered that I like to write poetry, so that's what you'll find here.

In short, I'm a young dreamer with mountains to climb, waves to ride, guitars to strum, people to love, memories to make, & chances to take.

p.s. love ya!!

The abc's of Thanks

Today has been such an inspiring day for me in several ways. And I think it'd be a good time to write out all I'm thankful for -- in ABC form!

a) A creative God. I can't tell you how many sunsets, sunrises, moons, stars, trees, clouds, & clouds I've seen that have gone far beyond ordinary. I'm talkin' FAR beyond. (this is 1 of the reasons I've been so inspired)
b.) Banjos.
c.) Cinnamon rolls. Oh, man!
d.) Dandelions.
e.) Energy. I can't say I've exactly had that in a while...
f.) Forests. My favorite!
g.) Grammar...just cuz. (haha, there went that grammar..)
h.) Hair. Long hair, might I add. I want long hair.
i.) Imagination.
j.) Jasmine, my cousin.
k.) Kicking soccer balls around.
l.) Learning new things. (Like, music, cooking, etc)
m.) Music -- hearing it & playing it.
n.) Nicknames. I counted & I have approximately 24 of them. Not kidding.
o.) Oxymorons. They're awfully nice ;)
p.) Parking straight.
q.) Quotes.
r.) Ripples of laugher. The best.
s.) Songs of birds & rain & instruments & laughter & worship. There's one thing I love most about worship, & that's hearing all of God's peoples' voices blending as one, singing to Him. I usually cry when I hear that heavenly noise.
t.) Tulips. My favorite.
u.) Unity.
v.) Violins!
w.) Written letters.
x.) Xylophones. I love the noise they make, & I'm thankful that their sound adds pazazz to songs. =) y.)Yellow flowers in random places.
z.) Zzzzzzzzz's. Boy do I need a lot of those.

Check out the finding joy blog where I found this idea =)

Enjoy!

"...so much more beautiful..."

"Please don’t take modesty lightly. As your brother in Christ I value the relationship that I will have with my wife someday. When I am tempted because of you I lose a part of myself that I am trying to save for her. When I’m tempted because of you I become that much more accepting of the perversions in the world. When you remain pure and modest, my life is made so much easier. Instead of watching to ensure that I don’t sin I can focus on you as a person and fellow follower of Christ. I appreciate modesty more than you’ll ever know. Please, show respect of yourself and of me and be modest."

-16 year old guy. 

Girls, you are so much more beautiful than the other girls in the world because you are modest. Your purity is beautiful and I find you attractive because you guard it.

-17 year old

The Rebelution

Speak, you!

"Ear, speak!" said the tongue. 

"But I am an ear! I do not speak! I hear."

"Eyes, walk!" said the stomach.

"But I do not make the body move, that's the muscles' job. For I merely see."

"Brain, talk." said the heart.

"I cannot talk like you say."

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Now, I know technically these body parts are speaking to each other, even thought the ear & brain said they couldn't, but you get what I'm saying!


I wrote a post on my other blog. I hope you read it. I just realized that in the body of Christ, we all have our own spiritual gifts. I probably don't have yours, & you may not have mine. But that's okay because they each contribute to the whole body!

It's fall! Now lets celebrate!

With a poem that is! Yes, I know, another poem, but this is a poetry type blog afterall :)

So here we go.

"Walking through the woods
in my cowgirl boots
My jean skirt flowing
with the south wind blowing

Singing a merry tune
my feet are dancing in a swoon
Crackling dry leaves are breaking
from my joyful swaying

Feeling the coolness of the air
and seeing geese flying south up there
I feel a rush of blissfulness
uncontainable of my playfulness

Standing on top of a hill
I stood perfectly still
my singing stops
my heart drops

As I remember my goal
to give my soul
to the Lord of All
in remembrance of Fall.?

-Nela-

I read this poem at a new blog I visited, Beloved Star, & I wanted to share it. It reminds me why I love fall.

On Golden Sun

Happy November! I have a habit of wishing a "happy ..." every 1st of the month to my family, so happy November to you!

I also wrote a song/poem that started out into a song & then I just thought I would turn it into a poem.

But who knows, I might continue it on into a longer poem or keep it a song.

I love poems like this that talk about God's heart for us. But I know this doesn't even touch the surface of the real thing.

On Golden Sun

I long to see your smile,
I want to take you for a ride
Across the sky.
I long to hear your laugh,
I want to take you on a golden path
to the sun.
I long to feel the heart I've created,
And melt it with My love.
I long to play with your hair
With the breeze from My lips.
I want to lather you with blessings,

And send happiness to your lips.

This song reminds me of being in the woodlands, or in a quiet meadow dancing with your love under the stars, surrounded by family & friends. With white lights on the trees, & a bonfire going on. Ah, that's what I dream about.

P.S. I'm currently writing a short story that I'll post here along with a painting that goes with it, so stay tuned!