Faith, Fun, Fashion, & Family

Faith, Fun, Fashion, & Family
Showing posts with label unique. Show all posts
Showing posts with label unique. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Be You


It can be hard to know who you are. It's a struggle for my middle school kids and even adults. You know what you like and what you don't like about you. When you find out that YOU are the only ONE that can control who YOU are... it gets pretty easy. Growing up I knew I there were not a lot of people i could identify with. So i had to take pieces of people to model who i wanted to become. I was an observer of people all around me, picking and choosing aspects I desired for myself. I think this deep desire to find myself grew me closer to my Creator . As I grew, I tried to take on characteristics of people I admired to find out who I was, or who I wanted to be.
That is me now.
I am a piece of my 2nd grade teacher, Ms. Raines, sincerely seeking talent and goodness in people I meet. I encourage them in what I see to go forward without fear.
I am Connie Anderson, with my ideas floating all around my art room, inventing new ways of producing beauty like a mad art scientist. I create without apology, independent and strong. I listen to my music freely (hers was KT Oslin) in my car and let it drive me.
I am My Mom, a thrifty woman unafraid to tell a total stranger about Christ.
I am Mrs. Stansle, sharing Christ to my kids friends when they come to our home. Because as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord. I am wise and full of advice.
I am Tisha Woody's aunt, listening to the Cure on MTV and dancing in the living room.
I am by Pen Pal, Rachel from elementary school, unique in all she loved. She was ahead of her time and knew what she liked before others followed.
I am Roxy Cheatham, laughing loud, having fun & accepting company as family.
I am Mrs. Crump, the substitute teacher,  with crazy spikey hair licking yogurt of me yogurt lid and not caring who sees.
I am Mrs. Harris, the music teacher with gold elf shoes dancing in front of her students and decorating my classroom to make it magic for the kids.
I am Mrs. Holtman, the 4th grade teacher, seeing the left out kid who's hurting, pulling them aside to encourage them.
I am Sis Brandy Dudley, worshiping my Father like a little girl without a care.
(May add more later)
My goal is to be a piece of all of these women that inspired me in order to be an inspiration to others. I want them to learn from me to be the person they want to be. Show people how to rid the voices that keep them hindered from being the them they were created to be. Tell fear to back off and let them be free to be themselves. Like Francesca Battistelli sings in Free to Be Me.

Peace out.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

You are a beautiful MasterPiece, created by the Master of All Masters

Beautiful Me...
After speaking to a lot of young ladies at the 
"Beautiful You" Slumber Party
I started to really think about the words God put in my heart before I spoke...
I am usually a blubbering fool when it comes to talking about myself.
I try not to talk about myself unless somebody asks or seems interested, 
but once they do... sometimes it is hard for me to put on the breaks.
I was flattered to be asked to talk this past weekend about fashion to the MMS FCA girls.
But, before I spoke at this event, I prayed for God to give me His words instead of my own.
And...since I am boasting in Him, I think We did very well!
2 Corinthians 12:9
And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness." Most gladly therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, s that the power of Christ may dwell in me.

As I spoke to the girls on the topic of personal style and confidence,
I looked at their unique faces, smiles, bodies, clothes...
 He revealed through me that each one of them was created by the same Master, 
yet they are all so different. 
It is not right for us to compare ourselves to others 
just as it is wrong to talk bad about ourselves. 
Both are insults to the Creator Himself. 
We are not made to critique our Maker.
Would it be respectful to point out Van Gogh or DaVinci's mistakes in their Master Works?
We have no place or right to since we are not better than them...
If God is the ultimate Creator of all, Master of all Masters, Molder of Da Vinci and Van Gogh's creative minds and hands...
then we, as His creation, are ultimately 
MARVELOUS MASTER PIECES!
For us to deny this does not make us humble or wise, but contrarily makes us shrink God and his design.
He made us unique, with love, with detail, with care.
The very way we were created is a gift from Him.
Every fold in every mold, every brushstroke's visibility in us is just an evident mark or our Maker!
If your earthly Father gave you a very special gift that was priceless and could not be recreated,
would you care for it, keep it clean, and out of harm's way... 
 or toss it around in neglect letting it get scratched, stained, and ruined?
Of course we would LOVE IT and care for it!
If we neglect this gift of creation, we are like spoiled children of a loving Father neglecting His design that He made uniquely for us and nobody else.
One masterpiece cannot be compared to another. This is what makes them so special.
So, in turn we should not compare ourselves to others. Trying to live up to or become another person will drive you nowhere but to failure and vane depression.
Does Mona Lisa say to Starry Nights, "I wish I looked like you!"?
There is no way to compare the two unique Masterpieces...
So, it is time to admit it and accept it, 
You are absolutely Marvelously Made!

Friday, April 12, 2013

Clouds in my Coffee... obsession with marvelous mugs!

I am not sure when, but somewhere in my adulthood I became obsessed with unique coffee cups.
My coffee time has become very important to me as a mother.
It is just that...MY coffee TIME!
It is time to be away from the kids, the noise, the crying, and the world 
and just disappear into relaxation and meditation.


COFFEE POEM
by Tabitha Seaton

It is the first thing I think about when I wake up.
This is the time I pick out my favorite cup.
I pick the cup that sets the mood for the day.
I don't want a set, I want an array.
It is a time for me to be alone in the midst of the daybreak
I slowly nurse my cup enjoying each sip I take.
I feel the creamy sweetness go down
while a smile of comfort is born from a frown.
I put on my face and curl up my hair
lifting my voice in a dawn prayer.
The clouds in my coffee go up with my voice
carried away to my idol of choice.
Spending time with my Father in the morning so still, 
I awoke so empty and He begins to fill.
I sip and I talk with Him about my concerns
as each drop of coffee down my through softly burns.
I drink away my mug till the last drop is gone
starting my way to a new dawn.
I started it off right with my cup and my Maker, 
 When my morning was shaky, He was the breaker.
This will be a good day ahead of me
as I look at my beautiful mug happily.
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Hold you applause please and continue reading...
I want more mugs!
Yes, every store I enter that may have a mug
I set my eyes for the prize.
It has to have that certain flair that make this girl smile. 
I don't want it to be super silly in a cheap comedy way, NO NO...
That's not me.
I want it to just be beautiful or be unique.
I like them to have a story or spark a memory of mine from the past...
The mug just has to do something other than be a vessel for my drink.



Here are some mugs that I would like to own one day...
Matryoshka Teapot

See more on my Pinterest!


I do not want to drink from the same mug everyday!
How boring is that!?
I like to pick a size, shape, color, form, or whatever to set my day in the right direction.
These are some mugs I currently possess that I love...



Large Owl mug- Peir 1 Imports
Children's Cow mug- Canton Tradedays
Retro Flower mug- Target
Stein mug- Uniques and Antiques of Mineola
Apple Mug (seen below as well)- Cracker Barrel
WOoden Giraffe mug- from my friend Cara on her Africa trip
HillBilly mug- Antique store in Tomball, Texas
Maw Mug- lost track...


My New French Provincial Mug from Target



                                                                     Maw and Pa Mugs

I want to thank my talented photographer, Shannon Seaton, 
 for always putting up with my hair brain photo ideas.
I know he is totally and continually annoyed, but does it cause he loves me.
Right honey?....



 


PS. I love me some flavored cream. When it comes to coffee, it's the only way I go. 
A little coffee with my cream!
See what I started doing with my creamer bottles when I am done...

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