I want to write things that are beautiful.
Things that inspire and encourage those around.
I want to make up worlds and languages that will be loved like the worlds I have grown up loving.
I want to have the skill and imagination of Lewis, Tolkien and Rowling.
I want to write things that make people think.
To have them ponder my words for days on end.
I want to write down the adventures I undergo and adventures I can never have.
I want to write things that are as beautiful as the things I read.
Today the weather was absolutely gorgeous and one of my classes got out early so I went and laid outside and took pictures of the gorgeous fall colors. While laying there and breathing in the warm fall breeze, I was overcome with a great sense of adventure. I just wanted to travel, to see the world, to have mad, impossible adventures. I want to see the world, explore things that aren’t known, stop for crying children and question everything. I’m tired of being the girl who waited, I want to go, get out, do something. There’s so much to see out there and I feel like those who don’t do their best to see everything they can are wasting their time, go out, experience things, see thing you’ve never dreamed of.
In the words of Bilbo Baggins, “I think I’m quite ready for another adventure.”
Who’s with me?
There used to be a time, mostly in high school where I wouldn’t even go get the mail down the street without wearing makeup and having perfectly straightened hair. I wouldn’t allow even my family when possible to see me otherwise, I wouldn’t even participate usually in my all church camp “No Make-Up Day” each year. I was to self-conscious, too worried that my natural look would be unacceptable or weird-looking or I’m not even entirely sure what. Anyways, the summer after senior year that changed thanks to my friend Dalton and some long talks I had with God making me realize God created me how He wants me and though there’s nothing wrong with makeup, there is something wrong with the mentality our culture has today that we all have to look perfect all the time.
It’s sad really, and I know I’ve written more than once about this topic but our culture makes me sad. What happened to embracing natural beauty? I know I lived for years thinking my natural hair texture was too weird to be seen but last summer when my hair was shoulder length I one day decided to go with it natural and everyone including myself loved it. Not to mention how much time it saved not straightening it every day (and how thankful my hair probably was to not have so much heat on it every day…). I love seeing people look natural, I think they’re beautiful to look at and I think it’s truly awesome when people are comfortable in their own skin like that.
This isn’t all to say that there’s something wrong with trying and looking your best because there’s not, at all. I mean, I wear dresses literally every single day when it’s nice outside and I make it a point to live by the quote “Dress to impress”, I always try to look my best clothing wise, so I look professional, clean and well, let’s face it, I like to look cute as often as possible. I think it’s important to make a good impression on people and not be sloppily dressed but I don’t think it should take people forever getting ready each morning. I’m usually in and out of the shower and ready to go within 20 minutes (Don’t worry, I know that’s fast, I’m not saying people shouldn’t spend more time than that either). I think if more people were happy with how they looked naturally, without layers of makeup and doing who knows what to their hair each morning, people would probably be a lot happier.
I don’t really know why I was thinking of all this today, something popped up I supposed but I decided to do myself up with makeup on half of my face and leave the other natural. Overall, not to sound vain or anything, while I can definitely see a difference I don’t really think one necessarily looks better than the other. I say, embrace who you are and other people will too. Rock what God gave you, ladies. He made every single person beautiful, no matter how different we all are.
“If you’re comfortable with yourself, then it’s sexy. Maybe people think I look sexy because I feel sexy. I am a very liberated person that way. I’m very comfortable with my sexuality, my body, my face – well, sometimes I’m not comfortable with my face, but it’s stuck there and there’s nothing I can do about it.” ~ Scarlett Johansson
Several years ago, I started a journal to the future husband that I someday will hopefully have. So, after a discussion with a new friend (who I feel will be a very good one!) about future husbands and praying for them and such, I decided that I should make a post about it! :)
Here it goes!
Dear Future Husband,
I don’t know if I know who you are now or if I have yet to meet you, regardless of that, I’ve been praying for you for a very long time. Praying that you’re having a good time with whatever you’re doing currently, praying that you’re following God with all of your heart and praying that maybe sometimes you think of me too. I can’t wait til I know who you are, I think and dream and pray about you all of the time, looking forward to the time when God reveals His plan for our lives. I pray that you always put God first in your life, even above loving me, because that’s what most important. I can’t wait til we’re together and we can have adventures and laugh, and cry and be best friends.
I’m waiting for you.
Jeremiah 29:11 ~ I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out-plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.