Life is a Ray Full of Sunshine

Packing as well as unpacking.
I’ve had to do both 6 times in just this week.
I highly dislike it with a passion.

Having to choose what to wear, what I should wear, when I gonna wear what, trying to remember the essential things I need.

And in the end I always forget something.

If I had a wish, it would be to have a button I could press that could instantly pack everything I need and never forget a thing.
Oh! And when I get home it’d just automatically put everything to wash and put it all back in its place.

That would be grand.

I’d be so happy to be home that going to church just to clean and doing it would place a huge smile on my face.

Walking into those empty halls just brought a sense of comfort and joy to my heart. I dearly missed my church and well I even missed cleaning it as well. Vacuuming and cleaning toilet bowls as well as wiping windows just made my day. I know this all seems like nonsense, but to me it isn’t.

I’ve reached my thousand mark and I never even noticed till I happened to look to the side.
Welp, cheers! Here’s to a thousand posts!
Thank you all for following really! :)

I think the simplest of things in our lives are things we overlook and don’t find much appreciation towards.

Its been difficult for me to find joy in adversity, things seem to go wrong quite often in my life, but I’ve learned to lately overlook the bad and when I do all the good that is in my life outweighs the bad. I know I’ve written about this before, but I feel like I need to reiterate it all.

This entire week hasn’t gone the way I might have liked for it to have gone, and sure it sucks however I’m so blessed to have been able to have gone on this trip. Not have to pay gas, or for food, hang out with 3 children who really are amazing but just happen to be as tired as I am, and lastly to have been able to have a roof over my head, a bed to sleep on, a bathroom to use and the sunshine to warm my skin. I have honestly have no reason at all to complain. As hard and stressful as this week might have been I can’t deny the fact that its been a fun/blessing trip.

That is all.

I had one yesterday.
The minute I heard my mothers voice over the phone I couldn’t help but cry.

These kids. I love them, but they are seriously getting on my last nerve. I guess its due to spending way too much time with them. From 9 am till 10pm.

I cannot wait to have my free day here in Portland tomorrow, see Makenzi Burks, and explore the city and be free from these children for awhile. And then of course I cannot wait to get home.

I’m so thankful that this family asked me to take care of these children, and trust me enough to be with their children and pay me to do so as well as travel, but right now I’m just ready to go home.

This morning I was awaken with the housekeeper knocking. Question who in their right mind knocks on doors at 8 in the morning to clean rooms?? Nobody!

Due to this I was no longer able to sleep and neither were the children.

After this Andre woke up singing with a croaky voice”I whip my hair back and forth, I wake my hair back and forth!” I couldn’t help but to laugh and Angelique couldn’t help but to sing along in harmony.

I love these children.

I really wanted to share about last weeks worship. I’m not writing about this to brag but more so to share my thoughts on the matter.

Never before had I been on corporate worship team, meaning on a Sunday morning with thousands of people. For most the thought comes off as intimidating and brings pressure. Trust me I felt those things before I went on. I was nervous. Who wouldn’t be? Singing with Pastor Mark Thorton and Kim Buie! Two of the most anointed, gifted, gospel singers our church has?? It doesn’t get any closer to heaven and the presence of God than that! So you could see as to why I would be feeling extremely nervous.

Before Saturday nights service Pastor Mark shared with me something that has stuck with me since then. He said “Don’t try to be me or Kim or anyone else. You be you! You do what you do best. You sing out the heart God has given you and do it all for his glory.” And so I did. Although the first night was pretty scary I tried my very best to forget who was at church that evening and everything else and focused on the magnitude of God and praise I was fortunate to give Him.

Sure singing gospel songs “Lord You Are Good” the first time ever on corporate was amazing but the most amazing part of the entire experience was being in God’s presence. I love love love worshipping God whether it be on a platform or off of one. Either way all my praise goes to the one who created me, who’s given me life, and so much more. Nothing not even this life is about me. Its all about HIM!

One thing I’m thankful for….. That the devil fell away from the presence of God… I know that sounds weird, but think about it, if it weren’t for his rebellion God would have no use for us and we wouldn’t praise Him or worship Him. We took the devils place. For that I’m thankful I get to praise my God everyday! :)

Its funny how you can escape from people for awhile, and you somehow imagine that all the thoughts consumed of them would somehow disappear.

Truth is you can escape from that person, but you’ll never be able to escape your thoughts.

However you always have control over what you think about.