Marks of the True Christian

Marks of the True Christian

9 Let love be genuine.
Abhor what is evil;
hold fast to what is good.
10 Love one another with brotherly affection.
Outdo one another in showing honor.
11 Do not be slothful in zeal, be fervent in spirit,
[7] serve the Lord.
12 Rejoice in hope,
be patient in tribulation,
be constant in prayer.
13 Contribute to the needs of the saints and seek to show hospitality.
14 Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse them.
15 Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep.
16 Live in harmony with one another.
Do not be haughty, but associate with the lowly.
[8] Never be wise in your own sight.
17 Repay no one evil for evil, but give thought to do what is honorable in the sight of all.
18 If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all.
19 Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it [9] to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.” 20 To the contrary, “if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head.”

21 Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.


This was on my friend, Kevin's, blog.
And while reading it, it really just spoke to me. (and by 'it', i mean God). So i decided to share it with you all. I think that not only is this an excellent example of what a Christian should strive for in their life, its also a guide to help us see the wolves in sheep's clothing. And seeing as how my life has been overrun by the wolves, I'm especially glad I came across this Bible passage. Hopefully i'll have the courage to call people out (in a totally loving way) if they claim to be a Christian.. I know i'm not perfect though, so God help me from passing judgement on anybody.

Today has been a great day. And it's really helped me to see how blessed I am. God is truly great. I'm so glad I don't have all the answers, and I'm so glad that God doesn't answer all my qeustions with answers. Sometimes He just shows you that your question really isn't the most important thing or that you're better off NOT knowing the answer. I like that about Him. :)
But back to today!
My mom bleached my roots and we talked about mother/ daughter things. It was nice.. Then she let me drive to work and I did great! I really did. When we got to The Coffee Shop, we had 15 minutes before my shift so we got veggie quiche and iced pom tea (my favorites!). And at work, Angela and I made some cookies and I actually think I'm starting to get the hang of it. :) which is GREAT because I really really love my job here.
After work I got some leftover cupcakes and cookie dough and I'm saving it for dad and Papa when they come to get me. When they do finally get here, we're going to go pick up a cord for that camera so I can FINALLY download those pictures off the camera.
So once all that is done and I've edited them to my liking, then I'll post some up here for you Scott MacIntyre fans and I'm going to print off a couple hundred photos for the walls of my room since Scott said he's always "dreamed of the day when he would be worthy of being on my wall".

Peace!

To all the fans out there...

Dear Public,

I'm flattered if you read my blog. I truly am.. But DO NOT assume that you know me just from reading my blogs. And to think that you have any right whatsoever to JUDGE me based on my blogs, is complete bull. I could care less what you think you need to say to me, but sharing your judgements and assumptions with the people I love is unacceptable.

The Poet

What was thought to be love
Proved only in lust
That no words can bring hope
No kiss will bring trust
Saturated in prejudice
Wringing peace within war
It goes to show you can't fight
What had always been lore
So delete me from your memory
Destroy all hopes and dreams
Because I only love those
Who befriend demons and thieves
I'm not worth the effort
And even if I am
I corrupt the whitest of feathers, 
Destroy the most innocent lamb
I break the faint of heart
Revolt in the crumbling dust
And want nothing more than a world
That makes living worthwhile and just
And when your eyes are tired
From tears tainted with pain
Remember all the good we had
And begin to cry again
I won't waste breath nor time
To write a redeeming apology
The true damage will do us in
Simply with memory
Go live 
And find completion
Trust those
Who are masters in deception. 

- Alex Frontera

The Artist

These, are my arms. haha i love the blood.
Trav and I actually made a layer cake (i made it) and he painted most if it (with food coloring) to look like this painting because i was so taken with the blue and white.


This one above is his latest work of art. Its amazing. It just draws you in..

A new take on Medusa. LOVE IT. this is actually my iPod Touch wallpaper.

And here's some earlier work of his. I love the color scheme and the fact that its very original.

Hanging out with Travis makes me feel better about all my problems. I'm not exactly sure why. Maybe because I'm part of his problems and I'm not in the middle of something for once, haha..

But tonight is relaxing.. smokes a cig and had a drink. Then, I modeled for his latest painting. Very cool.. Very 60's "Edie Sedgwick" I thought. 

Here's Travis:

My Reinvention

Tonight has been my page, my chapter, my renewal, my reinvention. It only fits that the second I lay down to finally sleep that I'm awaken by the sunrise. I never see the sunrise, but when I do, it gives me such a rush or wave of newness.
Everyone was right. They've all been where I am in life and it does get better. Just like everyone sees the night but few people make it whole into the new day, able to watch proudly as the sun rises in their life once more.
Last night, a single event occurred that caused a chain reaction of, well, actions: I attempted to save what was left of a dying, estranged and pitter piece of my past. Set things straight and get some closure. But when his new girlfriend called (the one he'd been screwing behind my back in our end days) and she told me to buggar off and stop trying to contact him. I knew then that I would have to pick up the last few pieces and find a way to move on. I guess it makes it easier when they don't belong to you anymore and somebody else has already been filling your empty space, but it makes things far more difficult when you feel like they still own a bit of your soul.
So I cried what are hopefully the last tears I will ever shed for him.
Then I called my best friend and simply listened after my initial outburst of emotion. I really only heard half of what she said because too much was already sinking in to my skin, trying to reach the more stable grounds of my bones.
After that I went back inside and called my parents in Hawaii. I cried again but this time for the empty space in my heart I needed to fill with their love and understanding of my pain. I found the courage to tell them about my tattoo finally. They only wished I had waited for my future husband to approve of one.
I'll never be like that though.
When I hung up, it was already around midnight and I baked brownies, 3 dozen cookies, and 2 scone loafs. It was the best therapy. Better even than bubble wrap.
I watched Factory Girl and fell into icon infatuation with Edie Sedgwick. It gave me the courage to finally face that pile of memories he had shoved back into my face. But even though he has hurt me more than I ever thought another human being could hurt me, I will never betray the things he told me in confidence or cheapen the moments we shared... Only a complete monster would do that I think.
After that, I moved in the vintage vanity he had bought me. It was making me anxious just sitting there, but almost immediately my cat took up residence in it. So now it isn't just a fragment or my memories or disjointed bit of my past glaring back at me from the side of the room. It belongs now. It has a purpose.
I have a purpose too. To live and laugh and love again and be the person I'm meant to be.

I guess I'll be the sun now.. Rising higher and higher until I can't even remember what the night was like.