Wednesday, June 26, 2013

a small gesture.

so many emotions surge through my veins whenever you allow your fingers to brush against mine. my stomach clenches with the anticipation of what is to come. my breath becomes prisoner in my own chest. all of the nerves my body possesses anxiously await the return of the intoxicating sensations you bestow upon me. my mind becomes limited in capacity as your palm presses against mine. the ability for my mouth to form words is lost as your fingers join with my own. my concentration belongs solely to you in this moment. the ground could be giving way underneath our feet and i would never know. the feeling of our hands so closely entwined provides me the strength to take on the world. only you are able to present me with protection and security in such a simple gesture.
the only sensation that surpasses these is the devastating angst that settles deep in my heart when our joined hands must be separated. however, i am reassured by your alluring grin that i will not be coerced to suffer for long before our hands reunite once again.
I'm baaack! It was amazing to be able to see all of my family and also be able to visit the beach for three days straight. The biggest shock?
I did not get burnt! Woo! I even received a tan! To anyone else, I would probably still appear pale but it is slightly darker than the rest of my skin so I am considering it my tan. 
On a subject unrelated to tans, my cousin's wedding was absolutely gorgeous. I could not help but cry when it came for the groom to read his vows to my cousin. Waterworks were going on in the front row. My favorite part of the night happened to be the reception. It was so much fun to dance maniacally with all of my cousins and celebrate the joyous occasion. I even busted out a few moves of my own with one of my younger cousins while everyone chanted our names. The worst part is that I cannot dance. Talk about embarrassing. But hey, they are family. They are forced to love me anyways.
Even with my horrendous dancing skills.
Forever and Always a JesusChick ♥

Thursday, June 20, 2013


In case you have not noticed by now, I am not perfect. I have not been, am not, and will never be able to hold the honor of perfection.
And you know what? This does not bother me. Although I wish dearly that I could prove myself and always do what is right, I know that I will fail. I am aware that no matter how much I resist, I will be tempted with sin for my entire life.
"For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God."
Romans 3:23
The truth that I cling to is that I will not have to fight this battle on my own. I know without a shadow of a doubt that God is by my side. It is through Him that I am cleansed and can become as close to perfect as I can be in my earthly body. I anxiously await the day that I will be able to be clothed in garbs as white as freshly fallen snow and know that I am indeed perfect.
I am off to the beach, my lovelies. My attempts to gain a tan will most likely backfire (like they always do) and I will return looking like this guy:
Forever and Always a JesusChick ♥