I haven’t posted in a month and I wanted to tell you why.
As you all know, school started last week for MOST people. However, I have an abnormal school year. The first semester starts in the second week of august and ends the week before thanksgiving. Then the second semester starts on the second week of January and ends at either the end of April or the beginning of May. Basically, I have been in school for six weeks. So all that time of my blogging inactivity was spent adjusting back into the school schedule.
Since 7th Grade I struggled with time management and focus. In fact, 7th grade was the worst school year of my life. I would read books when I should have been doing schoolwork, stay up late reading, look at stuff on the computer when I wasn’t supposed to, and I just didn’t have good time management. Since then, I have been getting better, but it is still something that I struggle with. The last straw was when last year, I had the opportunity serve as a Senate page in the Virginia Legislature. For two months I only had two hours of study hall and the weekends to get at least six hours of school work done each day. As a result, I had to work to catch up over the summer. By that July, I was sick and tired of always being behind, always doing schoolwork in my free time, and always playing catch up. But then my Dad told me that I would never be able to be on top of my schoolwork. I needed God’s help. Being the Christian-since-five person I am, I knew that. Whenever I was up late trying to finish a paper or trying to get three days of schoolwork done in one day, I would send up a flare prayer. But I had this crazy idea that I should be able to do it all by myself. Especially, if I saw other people who were getting their work done by noon and had time for a whole bunch of extracurricular activities. So, finally, I am in the sixth week of 10th grade. So far, I have been able to go to the bed at a relatively reasonable hour most of the time. Also, God has helped me to not be so stressed about everything school-related. So, for those who share the struggle, remember to rely on God for help.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not rely on your own understanding; think about Him in all your ways, and He will guide you on the right paths.(Proverbs 3:5-6)
“Alcohol is for the dying, and wine for those in bitter distress. Let them drink to forget their poverty and remember their troubles no more.” Proverbs 31:6-7
Historically, wine and other alcoholic drinks have been used for medicinal purposes; to soothe pains, sterilize wounds, and to settle one nerves. However, it is often used in excess because of its calming properties and causes people to lose their judgement. King Lemuel’s mother knew that alcohol was better used by people who actually need it.
“…do not waste your strength on women, on those who ruin kings.It is not for kings, O Lemuel, to guzzle wine. Rulers should not crave alcohol. For if they drink, they may forget the law and not give justice to the oppressed” Proverbs 31:3-5
This verse tells Lemuel and every young person to not waste their time and energy on frivolous relationships. Lemuel’s mother also knew that alcohol would mess up his thinking, especially as a king. If you are a leader whether you are a older sibling or president of the United states you need make sure that your brain is fully functioning so you can make the right decisions and be mindful of all the people you are leading otherwise the ones who follow may stumble along with you.
Have you ever wondered why your parents don’t allow you to do certain things that aren’t particularly harmful, or morally or legally wrong? At one time I thought they were just being over protective and at another time I thought that they didn’t think I was mature enough. These are possible and even partially true, but as I think about it,I am also starting to believe that the reason why they don’t allow us to do these things is because they know what we can be influenced by. two thing that can influence us are other people and ourselves. Our parents are constantly watching us and can see what we are able to handle and what we aren’t. For instance, if you are easily irritated by your younger siblings, then why would your parent allow you to babysit someone that they know are on a mission to annoy everybody.
There are plenty of things that my parents don’t allow me to do that I would like to be able to do. Therefore this year I resolve to not be influenced by every inconvenient temptation that comes my way, but I can’t do it without Jesus.
So, whoever thinks he stands must be careful not to fall. No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to humanity. God is faithful, and He will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation He will also provide a way of escape so that you are able to bear it.(1 Corinthians 10:12- 13)
P.S Okay, so this resolution is kind of late, but hey, better late than never. Right?
Yes, it is true my fifth sibling has come into the world and I got to see it all! Aside from the fact I was rudely awakened at 4:30 AM, I think it was nice to admire what my mother can do and what I have the ability to do AFTER I get married. Though you guys might not know, I’m the oldest of six children, five girls and one boy. Here is the list of pros and cons of seeing my sister’s birth:
Seeing my sister first.
Enjoying this creation God has made
Bragging rights for all eternity(Hehehe!)
Waking up so early
As a result of waking up so early, I accidentally fell asleep in church.(Not for the whole service.)
Having to leave the hospital, go home, change my clothes, and rush back out the door to get to church on time.
However, evaluating all this I think the pros definitely out weighs the cons.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.(Psalm 139:13-16)
A few days ago, I was looking up the abbreviation for the word “length” on Yahoo while doing my schoolwork. After finding out the abbreviation, something caught my eye. On the sidebar I saw a magazine headline saying,” MICHAEL JACKSONS KIDS STEP OUT, LOOKING SHARP, IN RARE PUBLIC APPEARANCE TOGETHER. Being the curious person I am, not to mention the fact that I didn’t even know who Michael Jackson was until he died,(Boo Hoo!) i decided to click on it. If you would like to see it, here is the link,http://music.yahoo.com/blogs/stop-the-presses/michael-jackson-kids-step-looking-sharp-rare-public-164558476.html. Anyway, I read the article and, to tell you the truth, they were dressed very well and Paris in a modest yet elegant evening dress. Prince and Blanket were dressed in cool, sharp suits. (Prince was rocking the sunglasses) Personally, I think the children looked more mature and dressed up than LaToya their aunt who is also in the picture.
But aside from the picture itself, I realized that I really would not trade places with the Jackson kids. I mean one glance at Blanket in any pictures and there are only a few that actually show him smiling.(I googled it) For what reason, I don’t know, maybe he just has a serious outlook on life. Which is understandable, losing a parent. But really lets evaluate the life o these famous kids:
They lost their Dad at a very young age.
They don’t even live with their mother.
While they do keep some of their lives private, they must be pressured to be in public very often. I mean seriously, the picture above shows them promoting an ENERGY DRINK, Mr. Pinks Ginseng Drink to be exact. Great, another energy drink to add to the 7,000,000 of its kind.
Even if Michael Jackson claim to believe in Christ, from his lifestyle, I would be fervently praying for him. So these siblings probably need Jesus.
So, in closing, while I will pray for them, I seriously would not switch places with them.
A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling. Psalm 65:8