Monday, February 11, 2013
Hey Girl-Tylor Style!
My friend Patti mentioned that there is a Hey Girl Link Party going on. So I thought I'd join in at the expense of my boyfriend, now fiance, of five years. He is a pretty sweet man, so this was a pretty simple task. Enjoy and Happy Valentines Day! The best part about theses Hey Girl memes is that most of them are true!
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
A Rose
Late at night, in my semi-warm, little apartment, I have to ask myself, Why do I burn the midnight hour candle Monica?! Then I thought to myself, passion. Passion is what keeps me up at night. Passion is what motivates me to better myself, my relationships, my work, and my life.
Some say that red is a color of passion, like how a red rose represents love, others I think see red and they think of blood, which courses through our veins to keep us alive. Still others I think see red as a color that could represent anger of fury. To me, I see red and I think of the Passion of the Christ. I think of Jesus's blood on the cross, shed for the forgiveness of my sins, and it reminds me that there was one man, one perfect man, willing to die for me so that I might have life and hope. I grew up with pink walls though in my room, so here is a pink rose!
According to http://www.almanac.com/plant/roses, you should plant roses where they will receive a minimum of 5 to 6 hours of full sun per day. Roses grown in weak sun may not die at once, but they weaken gradually. Give them plenty of organic matter when planting and don’t crowd them.
Recently, I feel like I have had a heart transplant. Now, I have no idea how that actually physically feels to go through surgically, but what I do know is that I have begun to let in important people into my heart. After suffering from what I think of as a dark fall, dark past, and rough couple of years, I now have a renewed sense of passion in my life to better myself, my relationships, my work and my life. I am looking forward to getting married and in thinking about my wedding colors, flowers, and decorations, I have begun to think about what matters to me! But what matters to me isn't having the perfect color, flower or decoration at my wedding, what matters to me is that my wedding party is happy on that day and that I am happy, because I am marrying the one I have chosen to love for the rest of my life.
Having overcome doubt, pain, fear, and finding faith, hope and love, isn't an easy process and I think I will have to go through it every day for as long as I live. At least I know though, that each night, when I go to sleep, tomorrow when I wake up, God in his infinite wisdom, will have the sun rising again, over the mountains, over the highway, over my place of work, and his grace and mercy will be ready and available for me to receive, and like a father with open arms, I'll run to Him like a daughter or princess running to her king, because I know, that he paid the ultimate sacrifice for me.
Some say that red is a color of passion, like how a red rose represents love, others I think see red and they think of blood, which courses through our veins to keep us alive. Still others I think see red as a color that could represent anger of fury. To me, I see red and I think of the Passion of the Christ. I think of Jesus's blood on the cross, shed for the forgiveness of my sins, and it reminds me that there was one man, one perfect man, willing to die for me so that I might have life and hope. I grew up with pink walls though in my room, so here is a pink rose!
Credit: Suzie Rose
Recently, I feel like I have had a heart transplant. Now, I have no idea how that actually physically feels to go through surgically, but what I do know is that I have begun to let in important people into my heart. After suffering from what I think of as a dark fall, dark past, and rough couple of years, I now have a renewed sense of passion in my life to better myself, my relationships, my work and my life. I am looking forward to getting married and in thinking about my wedding colors, flowers, and decorations, I have begun to think about what matters to me! But what matters to me isn't having the perfect color, flower or decoration at my wedding, what matters to me is that my wedding party is happy on that day and that I am happy, because I am marrying the one I have chosen to love for the rest of my life.
Having overcome doubt, pain, fear, and finding faith, hope and love, isn't an easy process and I think I will have to go through it every day for as long as I live. At least I know though, that each night, when I go to sleep, tomorrow when I wake up, God in his infinite wisdom, will have the sun rising again, over the mountains, over the highway, over my place of work, and his grace and mercy will be ready and available for me to receive, and like a father with open arms, I'll run to Him like a daughter or princess running to her king, because I know, that he paid the ultimate sacrifice for me.
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