Cling to His Promises

Cling to them like the hem of his robe.
Like it is the only source of hope of life for you.

I sometimes get so caught up in the now, and impatience begins to stir within me. Doubt seems to be more attractive then waiting for God's promises. I see through the tiny peep hole God has set before my eyes to view His overwhelming confusing collage of a mystery. Waiting. Not seeing the benefits. Only pain and no new gardens to bloom around my hurting heart.
But oh how wrong I am in this tiny disposition of God's big plan!
Jeremiah 33-
The Lord who made the earth, who formed and established it, whose name is the Lord: Ask me and I will tell you remarkable secrets you do not know about things to come.
The people of the world will see all the good I do for my people, and they will tremble with awe at the peace and prosperity I provide for them. You have said "This is a desolate land where people and animals have disappeared."
Yet in the empty streets of Jerusalem and Judah's other towns, there will be heard once more the sound of joy and laughter. The joyful voices of bridegrooms and brides will be heard again, along with the joyous songs of people bringing thanksgiving offerings to the Lord. They will sing,
"Give thanks to the Lord of Heaven's Armies,
for the Lord is good.
His faithful love endures forever!"
For I will restore the prosperity of this land to what it was in the past, says the Lord.

This is what the Lord says: "If you can break my covenant with the day and the night so that one does not follow the other, only then will my covenant with my servant David be broken."

So if I can try and stop the night from greeting the end of the day, or stop the dawn from rising after night, THEN God's covenant would be broken. But it's impossible to be done!
It's like trying to hold back the sun from rising to it's ordained place.
That is how true and faithful God's promises are. And how He Loves to keep them, and bless those whose confidence is found in Him. Faith is the decided obedience in the things unseen.
Though it may feel the blue has left my skies, God is there to restore them with His beauty from the ashes kiss upon my heart.

Unwashed and Dirty.

So when was the last time Krista washed her hair...?
just take a guess. Or two....

3 days ago?......guess again. 4? 5? 6?.... No. Not SEVEN Krista... Seriously?!

Darn Right I'm serious. Last Saturday was the last day I washed my hair.
I am being completely honest when I say I have magical hair. My dad prayed for a redheaded girl, and here I am!
I can go a week without washing my hair, and it still looks great. Well, I think so. Baby powder and hairspray become your closest friends in this process.
I will probably end up washing it tonight...or maybe see how long I can actually go..
I think I would do great in Africa, going days without a shower, and not caring about my hair.
Disgusting? Only if you think my hair looks it.
Its a great feeling though.
Waking up and doing nothing to it. Letting my wild red mane be free in all of its craziness.

You should try it sometime
=)

Three words-John Mark McMillan.

Astair. You're glare is killing me.

Comfortably sitting on my bed Indian style wondering to myself how my closet might look if it wasn't throwing up clothes on the ground... In English we read a comparison/contrast article on Messy people versus Neat people. I loved it. He said that neat people don't even care about what they throw away, all they want is the end result. But Messy people really do intend to clean up those clothes on the ground, or those papers strewn across the table. They just care deeply about each little detail of each item, so it takes time to get to throwing things away. WE messy people hang on to that Birthday card from your grandma on your 4th birthday.

Then in Home Ec, we found yet ANOTHER way to cook a potato. I know it's only the second day...but come on, I'm done with mashing, boiling and sticking 'em in a stew.

Had a funny time discussing who would get married first out of our 5 senior girl group at Liberty..I was nominated to be LAST. Why might I ask? They just proceeded to laugh...and we decided that my husband would be the next man to walk into starbucks, which turned out to be this extremely good looking Orlando Bloom impersonator....or close enough. =)

My poor car window got fixed today! I can finally roll it up and down without looking like an idiot trying to pull it back into place. My baby is back...however, my owl cd is stuck in the player. I feel like He's falling apart on me! He exaggerates when I gently tap my foot on the gas, and He refuses to spit my cd out. It's okay, I love him. He's stubborn, just like me.

I finished "Hinds feet in High Places" yesterday. SO amazing. It's like your reading about yourself...all the trials. The ups and downs following the Sheperd. And in the end He sticks to His promise of transforming you, so that you may enter the Kingdom of Love, and follow Him up the mountains with ease! I personally think everyone should read it.

-I think I'm officially getting over my sickness. and moving on from the past...

-My painting of a tree is looking more and more like I envisioned everyday...

JOHN MARK MCMILLAN IS GOING TO CREATION FEST! ahh. This little bit of news makes me desperately want to go this year. Except its in stupid Everett...Nae and I agree that whoever decided on that should be fired...Donald Trump style.

Music.music.music. Here's some thats delightful to the ears and some soothing to the heart-

• Scythian Empires- Andrew Bird
• On the Radio- Regina Spektor
• The Story I heard- Blind Pilot
• Blow Away- A Fine Frenzy
• Right as Rain (live)- Adele
• Caroline- Noah Gunderson
• I'll love you so- Above the Golden State
• Ashes and Flames- John Mark Mcmillan
• Skeleton Bones- John Mark Mcmillan
• Cold December- Matt Costa
• Hallelujiah- Bethany Dillon
• Orphan's Song- Enter the Worship Circle
• Heaven Song- Phil Wickham

and I didn't expect This song to be any good, but it proved me wrong. And it donated money to the Red Cross for Haiti's relief fund! So why not.

->>>> Hallelujiah(feat. Charlie Sexton)- Justin Timberlake

Listening to the Rain drip outside my window with pandora playing the music of my heart's desire. Relaxation at it's finest.

Life is but a blink of the eyelashes.

So crazy to think about a lifetime, one life, and how short it really is. Seriously, let your perspective shift. At school we've been talking about heaven and how wondrous it's going to be (I love how we can talk about that at school), and the whole vastness of it. We even dreamed up some things, such as fountains of chocolate and perfect bodies along with perfect everything. But it's going to be even better than that. SO much better than ANYTHING our little pea brains can imagine! Just talking about worshiping God and being with him in intimacy for eternity injects giddiness and excitement into my very being! =)

Next month I'm going to be eighteen. the Big ONE EIGHT. 18! CA-RAZY. I will finally be qualified as an adult. No longer baby Krista, although I don't mind people still calling me that, but nonetheless. Legally, I will be able to be on my own. This tiny realization has brought me to cherish life even more.