YOU put my feet on the ground

i know i'm constantly saying that i hate rain, because i do. but there is some little rain fairy living inside of me that gives me some absurd appreciation for it. rain fairy? yeah, just go with it.. i got home from the mall approximately 45 minutes ago and ya wanna know the first thing i did when i got out of my car? i ran over to the closest puddle and started jumping in it. a sixteen year old girl, in the middle of the rain, jumping in a puddle, just picture it. a small part of me wants to stay young forever, because everything is so carefree and fun. but the other larger portion desires to grow up, and begin a life of my own.


i'm really thankful that God gave me a great primary olfactory cortex, because i really love when i smell things that bring back memories of something. like the smell of the rain reminds me of the big storms we had when i was younger, back when our backyard was a valley and they water would run like a river down into the creek. during on of those storms, my older brother thought it would be an awesome idea to go out with an umbrella and stand on the "island" in the middle of the "river". it was actually pretty cool. let me explain though, as i feel like i've confused you. the street that we live on is a hill, and we live at the bottom of the street, which is at the bottom of the hill. all the rain would run through the backyards of our neighbors houses, and because of the valley like nature of our yard, it formed a stream about five feet across that the rain would flow through. it wasn't a legit stream, just a divet in the grass, but it was stilll cool. about halfway between the start of the stream and the real creek was a small patch of higher ground where the stream would diverge at to form an island. so we had an unofficial island in our yard. i don't know about you but i think it's pretty sweet.


JESUS TRANSITION.
today as i was driving home, i hit a stoplight (it was really dumb actually, i hit almost EVERY light on the way there AND coming home. talk about bitter..) and i noticed a cop was next to me. so i made my turn and he ended up pulling behind me and tailed me HALF OF THE WAY home. yeah, you wanna see paranoid? just put a cop behind me for four miles. i'm pretty sure i looked at my speedometer every 2.30984 seconds. and i didn't go more than four miles over the speed limit. i was near sweating bullets. that event got me thinking though. Jesus is kind of like our own spiritual cop. just ponder that thought. when we mess up, He pulls us over and gives us a talking to. the first time, we may be let off with a warning, and that's be our cue to be more careful and make wiser choices. the second time we get pulled over, it isn't quite that pretty. now Jesus won't put us in Holy jail, but He makes sure we know what we did wrong. i'm not saying you should live your life in fear that Deputy Jesus is going to give you a ticket, but we should be aware of our words and actions. unlike your everyday police officer, God is ALWAYS watching.

i've got sunshine on a cloudy day

okay wow, i'm really happy that i'm probably the sole most awful blogger ever. but i feel pretty intelligent because i just spent a good five minutes messing with the HTML thing and got this to look how i wanted it, booyaaah baby. seriously though, when it comes to commitment, i'm the worst. like, the crumbs at the bottom of the box of cereal. por ejemplo, i make a decision to not eat junk food while i'm in soccer season, it lasts two weeks. i'll wake up every morning and start my day with Jesus, i'd like to say that happens every day but it doesn't. i start a blog, and plan to blog once, maybe twice a week. yes, please observe the fact that it has been almost a month since the last entry. oops, fail. that being said, i'm completely opposite in my commitments with people. it's quite ironic actually, you'd think i'd be awful with them, but i'm actually not. i'm the kind of person that if i say i'm not going anywhere, well you better believe that i'll be stuck to our friendship like white on rice. some people don't believe me, but i can say now that there isn't one person who i've made a promise to stay in their life that i've broken that promise to. i take pride in the relationships in my life, and i try to use even the ugly ones to be Jesus.


on a new note, marcel the shell is a freaking legend. 

i know this is lame, but this shell is a inspiration. like, it's so happy with where it's at, that it sees no need to change itself. it's simply that, marcel the shell. nobody else. it makes me happy. plus, there's the fact that it is absolutely impossible to view this without cracking out a smile. and if you can watch it without feeling an internal sense of joy, i recommend therapy.

today i was watching disney channel while i worked out, because i'm almost 17 and i'm that cool, and shake it up was on. and there was this cute little nerd boy who i'd like to have as my best friend. his name is buddy handleson and i swear to goodness, he is the cutest little actor ever. ALSO, i'm pretty sure i've never heard a vocabulary as colorful as his. he makes me want to sit down and read the dictionary in my free time, he's just that nerdy. to be completely honest, i hope if i am ever a momma one day, one of my kids will be like him. sweet and smart. and maybe athletic too, but if not, i'd understand. 

waaaow. i just read that whole last paragraph and i realized how much of a crazy i am. i think the fact that it's 11:32 at night (which is well past my bed time) and that i had some delectable mango and peach white tea (mi favorita) with honey have made me extra exhausted. so i think i'm going to go drag myself upstairs, throw on my pjs, cuddle up with my favorite stuffed puppy and fall into a deep sleep. goodnight (:

i've got a tickle in my nose

i'm thoroughly convinced that my mom has super powers, but these aren't your run-of-the-mill, every day powers. they're like BAM, in your face, didn't see that one coming powers. for instance, she has this dust detecting sense. i've spent all morning cleaning house, and i mean cleaning house. in comes momma to the family room, and she's like, "bre, there's still dust on that. don't you see it?" no mom, actually i didn't, and my face was 6 inches from it, while you, on the other hand were standing on the opposite side of the room. wow, that's awesome. her next special ability is a little more complex, it follows along the lines of crazy-wisdom-that-mentally-slaps-my-kids-in-the-face-when-they're-dumber-than-rocks. yeah, it's kind of obnoxious. today, my brother and i had a mild.. okay, kind of serious dispute over money (which is dumb considering the fact he's 13 and i'm 16). anywho, it was something about him paying for some things at christmas time, and i had no intention on paying him back because he never said i had to, and today he insisted that i do because he "had the idea that i was going to pay him back anyways". i told him i was giving him 20$ and that was it, because i was angry and bitter and it was MY money. well, miss super wisdom comes flying in, and pulls the "if you had Jesus in your heart, you both would do the RIGHT thing" card, and in that moment, i knew i owed him quite a bit more than just 20$ and i needed to pay him back, and both mom and Jesus reminded me that when i do what is right in His eyes, i will recieve great rewards (i.e. -que the angels - ETERNITY IN HEAVEN! )

now for the rest of this snow day, i really haven't any idea what i'm going to do. i'm considering going outside and coming up with some new game to play since everything is slippery. hmm, just kidding.. that could end very tragically. DANGIT. i just remembered i have to finish my allegory for english. about the puritans. and as much as i love writing, this thing just ain't my cup of tea. it's more like a cup of sour milk. i think i'll think about summer time. where my heart just longs to be right now <3

"RESURRECTION, ASCENSION, JESUS CHRIST"

seriously, last night/this morning were some of the coolest times ever. now i'm sure you're sitting in your big, cushy chair wondering to yourself, "hmm, what on earth could you possibly talking about bre?" well i'll tell ya kids. it was the MSSR. for those of you who do not go to the vineyard, that would be the middle school sexuality retreat. yep, you could take that as a really awkward sign and leave now, OR you could stay and let me finish my rant before you decide that i'm an indecently deranged girl.

i was given the opportunity to be the leader for a group of sixth grade girls that i lead a small group for every sunday. and let me tell ya, they are probably the most amusing people to observe. especially when it came to this retreat. during the very first talk, we were all instructed to scream the word "SEX" in order to, ya know, clear the tension in the air. when the speaker told us to do that, i turned to see the reactions of my girls, and you seriously would have thought they witness a little puppy dog get shot. they looked absolutely horrified. thankfully, they regained composure when we broke up into groups and we actually had some really good conversations. on a side note, i legit love them all to death. they are so so sweet, and they remind me of back when i was their age. which makes me work twice as hard to love them and teach them through God's word, because i want them to have healthy lives and intimate relationships with our Lord. that being said, i'm so proud of how attentive and ready to learn they were last night.

"Don't excite love, don't stir it up, until the time is ripe—and you're ready." song of songs 2:7 -- man, oh man do i love this verse. it was actually the key verse for the whole retreat. God made us each with a beautiful plan in mind, a plan to prosper us and to give us hope for the future. it isn't our job to go searching for love, but to let Him bring love to us. and when we really care about someone special, use the love He's put in your heart to pour into that persons life to build them up. i try my hardest to do that with my darling, and let me tell you, i have a good feeling that it's working well. because together, we are falling more passionate in love with Jesus.

threw our shoes into the ocean

wow, blog number ONE. what an exciting moment in the life of me. i'll be able to sit back when i'm like, 65, and tell my grandkids the story of my first blog. just kidding, that would be boring, and i'll have more intriguing stories to tell.. i hope. i was actually driving home today and spent a good 80% of the drive thinking about blogging, and how maybe one day, if i have 972739 blog posts, i could compile them all into a book titled.. well, i'll get back to you on that. p.s. i really gotta give credit to jenna lucado for the blog/site/thing title, it's actually a book my friend, abby, recommended that i'm about to dive into. she was also my inspiration for starting this whole shebang. and although my writing skills will never equate to those of her, i'm still pretty stoked about this deal.

i've come to the conclusion that, given proper food provisions and living conditions, i could easily make my home in a bookstore, i mean, i spent a whole hour today sitting in one aisle just going through books. PLUS, the majority of them have a cute little coffee shop, badabing! what a win. and for exercise, i could just run through the aisles like it was a maze. or i could even aim for living in a two story bookstore, and do massive stair climbers on the elevator. DISTRACTION - my brother is watching toy story 3 in the living room, and i'm sitting at the kitchen table on the laptop. i get four, maybe five words typed and then watch the movie for two minutes. all the toys just fell into the trash compacter because the evil teddy bear didn't save them, but not to fear! squeaky alien toys to the rescue! okay, back to blogging (: i really did have a point behind this whole book store thing. the influence books have over people is pretty extraordinary. i mean, how many people do you know that could convice you in one sitting to fall passionately in love with a fictional vampire, or decide to go out and lose 30 pounds and go on a diet. of course, i'm not disregarding those rock star speakers that you can listen to and have your life turned around, i'm just saying. but really, books have quite a significant influence over people. when i was in books-a-million, i'd say there were easily a good several thousand books in the whole store. and you know what book had the most copies? that's right kids, the bible, ya know, that wicked awesome book that was COMPLETELY God inspired that He wrote to us? there was an entire aisle dedicated to all the variations of the bible, it was crazy. and it just made me think, how different would the world be if people took the time to sit down and explore that book? not just skim the pages, but legitimately dive into the pages like it's the greatest adventure you'll ever go on. if you think some of those crazy books out there can change your life, you really have no idea what life changing is until you read God's Word.