Broken but Not Unmendable.

We don't place value on the children of God. 

A stripper should be just as treasured as baby Emma from next door. 

We are called to cherish both Heidi Pratt and Mother Theresa. 

Then who are we to measure the brokenness of humanity? 

Look at the pictures below. 

Who needs the love of Jesus the most to mend their brokenness? 

Sadness is sadness is sadness.

Your Silence Speaks To Me More Deeply Than Words Can Ever Say

STiM = So Terribly intense, Man.

       Ok so that was kinda lame. But seriously STiM, could you make me think "who is Jesus" and "who am I in Him" anymore than you did the first two???  STiM3 took me by surprise like an anthill in the middle of a Texan football field on Friday night.

       I'm so human it's disgusting. I don't live the gospel. I don't worship God with my actions through out day to day life. My heart is not focused on my Father. I get caught up on daily repetitiveness. Wake up. Skip class. Go to class. Facebook stalking time. Wash hair. Late night car conversation. Sleep. Wake up. Skip class...... I'm so busy living my life, I forget to die to myself.

       So now since I came to terms with STiM officially being over (till next semester), I had to reintroduce myself to the first love of my life. Hey Jesus. 'Sup? All these times I thought I was talking to Him in prayer, lifting my hands to Him in worship, serving Him in Intervarsity... And maybe I was. But as my body did one thing, my heart beat another, my eyes stared at earthly matters. Could ya please fix your eyes on things unseen, Sosi????!!

       But what's shoooomazin. (so amazing) is that amongst all these worries, fears, negativity, failures-- Jesus is still giving me an opportunity to love the heck outta Him. He doesn't turn me away because I suck. He embraces my humanity and kisses my lameness. God uses my weakness to glorify Him. He covers my failures with His omniscient blanket of grace. He promises.

ThanksabunchJesus! And you.. Thanks for reading;)

[My original post was going to be on the 

jazz ensemble that me and Lee went to go

see today. So sick. I'm kinda falling in love

with  music. I never used to be a huge 

"ohemgee music is my life" person. 

I prolly never will be. 

But tonight was awesome sauce.]

Ahhh Sleep

Tuesday March 30th:
I could not fall asleep till 4:30a.m. (technically on Wednesday the 31st). Thoughts were rolling through my head like Ashley on the treadmill Day 1 at the Biggest Loser Ranch. (She's come so far!) So I finished reading Kite Runner. (Go buy that book NOW! SoGood!) Slept until 9:30. God knows why because I don't have class till 5:30.

Wednesday March 31:
Because I had a test on Thursday I stayed on campus till 2 studying irregular verbs in the yo form. Then Lee picked me up and forced me to eat yummy fries at Whataburger. We talkedtalkedtalked (I talkedtalkedtalked?) till like 5ish and then I drifted off to sleep around  6. (Because who really knows when they fall asleep?) Four hours later I was awake and alert and had missed my two morning classes.

Thursday April Fools: I was in bed and knocked out at midnight. Woke up just now at 10:40.

Jesus, Thankyou for your rejuvination in the form of sleep.

:D