Archive | January 2015

A Joshua 1:9 Day

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Hello, World!

Today I have a tremendous account for you to reflect on and that I hope you find it encouraging.

On Monday, January 22nd, I went to the barn to work out my horse: Sunny. I was confident, proud, and ready to establish a relationship and authority with this fifteen hundred pound animal.

Sunny was looking eagerly through the bars on his stall as if to say,” Alright! What’ll we do today?” I opened the heavy metal door and slid the lead rope over his neck and tied the halter around his neck. I led Sunny to the wash-stall and secured his splint and bell boots correctly and led him out to the round pen.

It was here that I made the worst mistake.

I threw the lead rope at Sunny’s rear and it hit it hard. He bucked and the lead rope plus lots of dust hit my face – hard. I was scared and stunned.

“That’s it,” I thought to myself and had Sunny meet me in the center of the pen and I tied the halter around his head and led him back to the wash stall.

Still angry that I hit him on the rump, Sunny’s teeth were bared and he hit me in the nose. I felt like yelling,”Okay! I get you’re mad at me!” But, it’s too bad horses don’t speak English.

I groomed him down and took him to his stall to eat his final feeding of alfalfa/hay. He eagerly sniffled and snuffed as I put his blanket on and as he ate with unusual speed.

I wasn’t sure that I wanted to go back. I was nervous that he would be aggressive to me again. I had to establish an authority and leadership.

The Lord reminded me saying:

Do not remember the former things, nor consider the things of old.

Isaiah 43:18

What happened with Sunny was simply a fresh start. I had to go back. I had to hop on his back this time and show him that I am the leader; not him.

I love the smell of laser sheen, and the barn seemed to comfort me as I looked at Sunny’s stall. He was peeking out and staring at me with his large horse eyes. I looked back, and his face seemed to say,”You’re back again?” But my face said,”Yes, I am.”

Sunny was cooperative and let me fasten the halter over his head and let me lead him to the wash stall to put on his splint and bell boots just like before.

My heart was thumping loud, and I wondered if the others boarding their horses could hear it inside of my chest. I led my horse to the round pen and his hears turned this way and that; nervously. “It’s ok, boy. Let’s just forget about yesterday like it never happened,” I said as I petted his poll (between his ears).

I slipped off his halter and he resumed the path and trotted along:

The lunging was the part I dreaded most, since that was when he had almost kicked me. But, the Lord was with me all the way and neither me, nor Sunny was hurt.

Me picking out Sunny's hooves

Me picking out Sunny’s hooves

The next step was to ride; unfortunately mom took all the riding pictures on her big camera and haven’t had time to upload them yet. I was ready after an hour of warming up! Sunny was cheerful and I think he got the message.

So, what is the point, you ask? To get back up and show whatever you’re dealing with that you and Your Creator are the boss of it. I think Sunny respects me and he knows that the Creator of both of us wants peace between his most precious creations.

Because of Christ’s sacrifice, we can be free and have dominion in Christ because he tells us to conquer our fears; not run away.

 

Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.

Deuteronomy 31:6

I stepped back into that barn because Christ is my authority:

 

And Jesus came and spoke to them, saying,”All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth.”

Matthew 28:18

 

So long,
Emily 😀

√Joshua1-9

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This entry was posted on January 21, 2015.

A Year of Thanks

Hello!

Me again. I’ve come back to ramble off my thoughts. I have a new topic to blog about today, thanks to my favorite blogger Joy Clarkson. She said that if anyone has a blog, vlog, or other “media sharing device,” to post all the months of the year to reflect and give thanks.

Which is exactly what I am about to write. I shall start with January:

1. January – New World

January, 2014. The phrase brings back a whole lot. To start, we had just moved to California to sell a house.

My Dad, out of the generosity of his heart (and mother’s prodding, I’m sure), bought us Disneyland passes for Christmas. We went as often as we could, and I can tell you without a doubt that I had a fabulous time!

During the first month of the new year, we stayed in a hotel in Long Beach, CA. I thought that this would mean a somewhat vacation, but I was so wrong. Mom brought curriculum! So, schooling in a hotel was a challenge, and Dad was away working in an office. I definitely had to step out of my comfort zone for this one.

After about 2-3 weeks, we all came down with a bad California sickness. I felt sorry for the housekeeper who cleaned our room.

2. February – Beaches and Birthdays

February was our second month in the hotel, and also the month of my birthday. I’ts weird to think that I was eleven last year and I’ll be thirteen this year! SO WEIRD!

Anyway, we spent more time together in February since all we could think about in January was medicine, tissues, and smelly armpits (since showering when you’re sick shocks the body). My family took me to Disneyland for my twelfth birthday and we had dinner with Mickey. That was fun! And we also have family there, so I received more than enough…

The weather is warm or hot 99% of the time, which requires shirts, tanks, shorts, and swimsuits. Which made us go to the beach more often! That was fun. But, sometimes the sewer spills in Orange County…yuck.

3. March – Moving In

In March we moved into the house that needed to be sold. I have to be honest with you, it was a disaster. My grandmother helped us clean, and after we finished, my feet were black. And, we still weren’t done. New carpet, new vanity for the bathroom, and intense bathroom cleaning. After a while, the house was ready to be sold.

4. April and May – Hanging On

During the long months of April and May, we stayed in the little town home until about the last too weeks of May, when we moved into a hotel in Los Alamitos. We went to Disneyland more than ever in that time, and it was exciting.

News from the Realtor came, and the house had sold. I was so excited! We could go home! We packed up as fast as we could, said our goodbyes (i love all you peeps) and headed back to our mountain of a home in Colorado!

5. June and July – Welcome Back

It was a cold wet summer when we arrived back home, and when we entered the city limits, it was raining; at midnight. We were cold, tired, and thankfully, there was room at the inn :). We stayed in the hotel for about a week or two, and everyday we went to the library and drove by our little ranch house (which was currently being rented out).

Since it was summer, we went to our favorite ice cream parlor, took walks in the park with our dogs (I think they were glad to be home, too).

When the long two weeks were over, I never wanted to see a hotel again! We were home, and the first thing I did was run down the driveway, hug the trees (I am no hippy), and explode into the house and scream at the top of my lungs for joy at being home.

I smelled the smell that only my house smells like. I know that sounds weird, but it is so true.

6. August – Discovery

Summer in Colorado is like nowhere you’ve ever been. It’s just incredible.

My little sister, Allison’s birthday was in August, and we had a Hobbit themed family party!

The night we had a camp-out up in the tree house. If you’ve never camped in a tree house, do it. Very cold, very dark, very creepy; especially with summer mosquitoes. We took some dorky pictures using my weird photo editor. I would show you, but mom says the pictures are too weird.

August was also a month of discovery for me. I learned how to canter and use split reins (horse lingo), and I was introduced to the books the changed my life: The Lord of the Rings. My favorite character is the Lady Eowyn :).

My girl hero: Eowyn

My girl hero: Eowyn

7. September and October – Back to Normal

During these months, everything seemed normal, and I felt back in the groove. Enough said.

8. November and December

This time of year what I am thankful for is family and snow. To have your family with you is the best feeling in the world. To feel the love, the grace, and hearing noises people outside of the house don’t get to witness :D! My family is the best thing that ever happened to me, along with Christ. I love my life, my friends, all you readers, my dogs, my horse, my God, my family.

I praise God for the year that I have had and all that I have been given. I hope that you all feel inspired and give thanks to God for your year!

Blessings,

Emily 😀                                 P.S. I passed on Joy Clarkson’s message, so pass it on!

This entry was posted on January 14, 2015.

Snow, Wind, and Wizards

The Road goes ever on...

The Road goes ever on…

Hello, world!

Today I am back to my normal, enthusiastic, energetic self; considering my last two posts were quite distressing. I’ve noticed, so you must have.

Today was very cold. January is the coldest month of winter in Colorado, so going to and fro from place to place can be hard. I had a piano lesson earlier today, and you could feel the traction on our car’s tires.

The peaceful part reminds me of Narnia, and the blizzard part reminds me of the Mountains of Moria.

There’s a certain peace that comes from snow. Tonight, as we drove my little sister to dance class, we could hardly see where we were going because of all the fog!

Have you ever heard of freezing fog?

Have you ever heard of freezing fog?

I was brave enough to roll down my window and let the cold mountain air slap my face (in a good way). I thought about a lot of things as I looked out the window; My new horse, whether or not we would get to Joann’s and still get back on time to pick up Ally from ballet, and the fond memory when my Dad and I went to go see the Hobbit on December 17th.

As I let the cold wind rumple my hair, I felt a sense of gratitude, and felt peace. The only peace you can feel on a cold, quiet, Rocky Mountain day. I felt like it was meant for me, and and that I was chosen to enjoy the moment. Feel the wind, touch the chilly frost, breathe the mountain air, live the dream.

In fact, I felt like it was a dream; but it was not. Was it over? No. In fact, It was just the complete opposite; the beginning of a grand adventure; cause isn’t that what life is? A big adventure? We walk the road and live the life, never knowing when it’ll turn for the best, or the worst. But, just for a moment, let’s not think of it that way; let’s think of it as not knowing what will go wrong, but what unexpected blessing the Father will pour on us. Something as simple as feeling the wind in your hair on a chilly winter day, to owning a beautiful Palomino named Sunny.

We as humans are 99% of the time pessimists; not optimists.

I am currently training to participate in The Royal Conservatory Music Development Program in May, and I have a lot of study and practicing to do! My piano instructor – Mrs. Susie – told me that I’ll work on sight reading with hands together, and my heart sank. “Oh, I am so not good at sight reading!” I exclaimed. Mrs. Susie looked at me and said,”No, you are good at that; and I don’t ever want to hear you say that again, so say it as much as you want right now to get it out of your system! Because you can do it!” I felt a bit lighter, and looked on the bright side, I’ve got parents who believe in me, a piano instructor that gives me great instruction and two cheerleaders of siblings on my side (soon to be three), and I’ve got Christ.

The Lord wants to bless you and that’s a fact. Maybe you’re the kind of person who always says,”Oh! I couldn’t!” Well, this is for you (and everyone else): God will bless you because He loves you and there is nothing you can do about it! I hope that’s good news, so look on the bright side. While we’re on The Road, sure, there will be ups and downs, highs and lows, but to see the Rainbow, you’ve got to wait out the storm (pretty good, huh)!

It reminds me of a part in the Hobbit when Gandalf gives Bilbo the opportunity to go on an adventure. Bilbo only looks at the cons. But of course, you know the story, he eventually does go and has “more than any Baggins every deserved!”

So, blessings come in all shapes and sizes; from crawling on your hands and knees looking for led with your two year old brother (that he dumped on the floor) to replace your very special math mechanical pencil, to shopping for Gap jeans with my beautiful mom. Enjoy yourself, live for Jesus, bless other peeps (lol, Tina 🙂 ) like He blessed you!

Much love,

Emily 😀

“Good morning!” said Bilbo, and he meant it. The sun was shining, and the grass was very green. But Gandalf looked at him from under His long bushy eyebrows that stuck out further than the brim of his shady hat. “What do you mean?” he said. “Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good on this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?” “All of them at once,”said Bilbo. Then he sat down on a seat by his door, crossed his legs, and blew out a beautiful gray ring of smoke that sailed up into the air without breaking and floated away over the Hill. “Very pretty!” said Gandalf. “But I have no time to blow smoke rings this morning. I am looking for someone in which to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it’s very difficult to find anyone…” “Sorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you. Not today. Good morning! But please come to tea – anytime you like! Why not tomorrow? Come tomorrow! Good bye!” With that, the hobbit turned and scuttled inside his round green door and shut it quickly as he dared, not to seem rude. Wizards after all are wizards. “What on earth did I ask him to tea for!” he said to himself, as he went to the pantry.

– The Hobbit

 

 

This entry was posted on January 12, 2015.

The Silver Chain

Life is a silver chain,

Our soul is the pendant.

As a pendant, we long to look lovely and glamorous,

As some do, while others become unattractive and dark.

The beautiful pendant is bright and brings joy to a darkened room,

While the dark pendant screams hate and strikes fear into all whom it meets.

Alas!

The world is full of pendants,

Yet only those that hang on the chain of Christ will glow,

While those on the chain of selfishness will grow unattractive day by day.

The one who wears the necklace has the choice,

Hide, or abide in the ways of it’s pendant.

Emily

This entry was posted on January 11, 2015.

To Be Perfect

I will never be a lot of things. It’s the things that I strive to be that nibble at me bit by bit and smoosh my dreams and break them, like a mirror shattered into millions of tiny pieces. I try so hard to be someone I’m not, and I never focus on who I am. For who He made me to be. I look out on the ocean of potential, never taking action or doing something to rid me of my sorrow. I sink into my own ocean of self pity and stay there looking out on what would’ve been or what could be. I strive with all my might to reach the impossible and be perfect.

I’m a Christian, so I should be right?

Everyday I would imagine The Father shaking His head at me for sinning and screwing up. And, in a way, I’m right. The Father does shake His head; but for the complete opposite reason. He shakes His head in sorrow, saying, “Oh, my daughter, you don’t have to be perfect for Me, or anyone.”

“For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast.”

– Ephesians 2:8-9

Your relationship (not religion) with the Creator of the Universe is built upon love. And Christ’s love says,”You are free, you shouldn’t sin, but you will. I will always forgive you and I don’t expect you to be perfect because you have fallen.”

For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, so that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.

– John 3:16

We put ourselves through so much heck trying to please ourselves, and others to look perfect on the outside, but on the inside we are sad and lonely, broken and frustrated with ourselves, always wanted to be better than we really are and trying to make ourselves feel better so we can feel perfect.

FYI: We never will be until we meet our maker.

My whole life, I’ve missed the whole message. I will mess up, but that’s already been paid, forgiven, and redeemed. That is why he are Christ followers, isn’t it? Life without our God is hopeless, lifeless, sorrowful,

We can’t be perfect for lots of reasons, but I’ll only list two.

1. We lose the greatness of Christ’s sacrifice on the cross.

If we were perfect, Christ’s gift on the cross is worthless and has no meaning. We only look at how good we’ve done and that we don’t need the incredible all-knowing God to save us out of our sin.

2. We just can’t

Because of the first sin on earth made by Adam and Eve, all humans are sinners and all fall short of the glory of God (Romans 3:23).

I will never be a lot of things. And I suppose it’s a good thing I will never be perfect. I would rather sin everyday than be perfect and spend an eternity away from my loving Heavenly Father.

Another discovery in an over sized lime green moon chair. 😀

Much love,

Emily 🙂

 

This entry was posted on January 10, 2015.

Freeway Closure

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Flagstaff, AZ

Dear Readers,

Tonight I am in a cozy hotel in Flagstaff, AZ. The day after I posted the Christmas video, I was on vacation.  We packed up and headed out to California. The ride was pretty wild.

On the second day of our drive out, there was very bad winter road conditions. So, the family caravan was stopped in Ash Fork, AZ. The 1-40 West had closed, so we were stuck. We had to turn back and spend the night in Williams, AZ. The next day, we headed north east up to Phoenix, AZ, which added about 1-2 more hours.

Sometimes life calls for a detour.

Just like traveling in winter, we never know what life holds. We make our own plans, but most of the time, we have a detour. Although, most of the time, the detour is better, even though longer/harder.

On the way out of Arizona, my family and I saw lots of accidents. Trucks flipped over, mini vans stuck in snow banks; I couldn’t help but think to myself, that could’ve been me.

The detour may be longer, but the Father in Heaven picked the route for you to save you from spiritual injury, or even death (I don’t mean to scare you; I’m speaking in terms here).

Sometimes (actually all the time) we have to put our whole trust in our Lord and give all our fears to Him.

It reminds me of two things:

1. Cross-country show jumping

The horse and rider work as a team to leap over logs, trees, fences, and water obstacles. Horses can’t see depth (don’t get me wrong, they have good eyesight), so when the rider guides the horse to jump into the water, the creature can’t see the bottom. So the horse has to trust that the rider understands what she’s doing.

2. The Road

My mom is currently reading the family a book about the Fantasy works of Tolkien and Lewis called “On the Shoulders of Hobbits.” The author, Lewis Markos, explains that we, just like Shasta and Aravis, or Frodo and Sam, we have to trust the Road and just let our God guide us to where He wants us.

So, when your 1-40 shuts down, take the detour and even though it’s tougher, it was hand picked by the Creator of the Universe for you.

So long,

Emily 😀

P.S. I will have a picture update for y’all tomorrow!

 

 

 

 

 

Rain from Heaven

Santa Fe, NM

Santa Fe, NM: Current Location

Hello World!

Today is day two of the 18 hour trip home! The drive seems to be lasting an eternity, but I know I’ll be home soon.

The day before yesterday, while I was at Disneyland, I had a wonderful time with my family and little baby cousin Danny. As we parted ways at the end of the night, I pondered on how much fun I’d had – especially when my cousin Tina and I went on California Screamin’. All the wonderful things were just what they were; wonderful – but yet, I seemed to condemn myself and think I could’ve been doing something more life changing or world shaking than riding a roller coaster with my cousin.

“Is it wrong to have fun?” I asked myself.

It reminds me of a post by my favorite blogger Joy Clarkson (click here for her post)! She thought to herself how fun it is todo something such as playing the saxophone or swing dancing. But then someone reminded her how much more important it is to do something like end hunger or whatnot.

A few days before vacation, I read in my Bible that the Lord wants us to have spiritual freedom and enjoy our family and friends.

Let Israel rejoice Him who made him. Let the children of Zion rejoice in their King. Let them praise His Name in the dance: Let them sing praises unto Him with the timbrel and harp. For Jehovah taketh pleasure in His people: He will beautify the meek with salvation.

– Psalm 149:2-4 ASV

As the psalmist tells us, God takes delight in us when we rejoice, or dance, sing, or play! Like I have said before, Our Lord only has plans to prosper us, not hurt us.

So as I sit in this cramped back seat watching Pirate Fiary with my little brother and sister, I tell you from the bottom of my heart that I enjoy having fun!

After all, doesn’t The Father give us fun to bring us together? To refuse a fun day or blessing is to openly reject something God wants to bless us with. That’s exactly what He did by sending Christ to the cross, yet so many reject the free blessing. If you’re like me, you like free gifts.

So long,

Emily 😀

P.S. Here’s some pictures about what I’ve done this week with my favorite people in the world.

Disneyland Paradise Pier Hotel Family Breakfast

Me and my beautiful family having breakfast with Mickey. 😀

 

Me and my beautiful cousin Tina on California Screamin'! The people behind us look quite frightening...don't you think?

Me and my beautiful cousin Tina on California Screamin’! The people behind us look quite frightening…don’t you think?

 

(Left to right) Ally, Dad, and Me in the Cars Ride.

(Left to right in back row) Ally, Dad, and Me in the Cars Ride.

 

Our beautiful dogs looking bored in the car...

Our beautiful dogs looking bored in the car…

 

Me, Mom, John and Minnie Mouse.

Me, Mom, John and Minnie Mouse.

Note: this post should’ve been published earlier, but I had no wifi in the car. 😀