when things get hard

What do you do when you know someone really needs help?
and the kind of help you have NO IDEA how to provide to the one in need?
People usually pray [and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that, on the contrary], leave it up to God's hand. But for some reason I always feel like I should do more than that.
Not beacuse God might be too busy to rescue that person, He NEVER is too busy, but just because I can do something too, I mean, we ALL can, "there's a will, there's a way" right?
It makes me so sad to know that there are people out there who are in desperate need of love and caring, and that most of the time I'm too busy to do that for them. It makes me feel powerless and weak. Having said that I can only imagine how people who don't know about God's love might feel [and that scares the heavens of me].
I know that when I'm weak he will make me strong, but what about those who are missing out on that line?

the glorious sound of silence

Isn't silence just great?
Sometimes I feel like we are all a little too afraid of silence.
And that makes us talk talk talk (and sometimes, we're just saying words that don't even mean anything to anyone)
We have that need to "conect" with people and we have a false feeling that talking to them its going to make that happend. Well, it won't.
Cause once you feel totaly comfortable with someone just staying close to them, without saying a word, thats when you two really conect.
One of my favorite things, is to lay on the floor and stare the sky, especially when its warm and sunny out.
We don't need people around us ALL THE TIME. We should take advantage of the moments we find ourselves alone, enjoy them as much as we enjoy spending time with our friends & family.

Anyone feeling generous?

If you are, please, could I have 350 reais??

Michael Bublé is having a tour in Brasil, and I would Love love love to go! His voice is SO amazing, it has that classic feeling to it, and besides.. he is A-D-O-R-A-B-L-E !

[actually make that 700 reais, cause it would mean a LOT to me if my sister could be at the concert with me!]

"...It's you, it's you, you make me sing/

you're every line/

you're every word/

You're everything..."

Scissors & Regrets

I was looking at some pictures from last year, and I couldn't help but wonder what the heck did I do to my own hair! (as you can see on this picture).

I remeber how bored I was that night, and how I wanted to do something different and exciting, and I couldn't wait till the next day, it had to be done on that moment. So I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut, what was supposed to be bangs. Right after I finished I though: "CRAP" this looks awful!

This past weeks I've been feeling the same way I did that night, like nothing exciting is happening, only this time, I got a little wake-up call, and you do know what it said?

"THAT'S LIFE! "

And I was SO happy to hear that, even though it wasn't what i WANTED to hear, it was what i NEEDED to hear.

I wish all the mistakes I've made in my life were as easy to repair as a bad haircuts. Even if it takes a lot of time the hair always grows back, its not that simple with actions you took and you regret it, people who's feellings you deeply hurted.

Here's the thing, we are human, we are going to make mistakes. We have to be aware of the situations we put ourselves in, that need to have something "exciting" in your life might cause you problems later.

the part that counts: Jesus died for our "bad haircuts" the ones you did it yourself, and the ones people did it to you, so no matter how bad the haircut is, in His eyes it ALWAYS grows back. [and that doesn't mean you don't have to face the consequences, I myself had to go to prep school with that hair every single day untill it wasback to the way I wanted.]

A weekend that made it all worth it.

One of the amazing proofs that God really is out there is friendship, He knew all along that we probably wouldn't be able to live fully without those people around us, so in all his knoledge he placed each and every single one of them in our lives, and the weird part is how those friendships developed, how they started. The fact that one day you just said "hello" to a person you didn't know and after a few months, after various situations we have to go through (some good, some really bad) they show you how much they care, how much they love you and you realize that your life is not the same it was before you met them, it is SO much better.

Meeting your gilfriends [that you haven't seeing in a long time] to take care of one of them who is hurting after a difficult break-up? Be able to make her laugh, eat some really BAD pizza, talk till 4 in the morning about the most various [and FUNNY] things, have a little makeover...
Gosh, I've really missed you girls.

Going out dancing with some friends that you didn't even know you could call friends, have a great time, and realize that you might have more incomum than you would've imagine.

For a very long time I had the wrong idea of what a friendship should be like (I blame it on all the movies I've watched, the TV shows, the soaps) I used to think that real friends had to see eacth other every day, and know everything about themselves.
Now I know that real friends are the ones who you might go years without seeing, who you might know NOTHING about, or who might know nothing about you. As long as they care enough to stick with you, even for one day, even for a few hours. They care.

Putting someone before you, your needs and "wants" is defenitely not easy, but surely gratifying and a great road to understanding what God's love is all about.

[na foto.: Bianca & Thais]

Faith

Faith seems unnatural sometimes. So does love. Healing. Forgiveness. Growth. Discipline. Relationships. Even prayer. These are not always our bodies and souls intuition. Forgive someone who has destroyed something I love? Not natural. Believe in something I cannot really see? Not natural. Love passionately without the reservations of being hurt? Not natural. Trust in someone besides myself? Not natural. Yet, Christ calls us to these things. If they were natural to us, they probably wouldn't be Holy, would they? And that's the point.
Be Holy for I am Holy. Not "be Holy...because it comes naturally".

written by: Jenny Simmons [jennysimmons.blogspot.com]

"I have not been called to the wisdom of this world.
But to a God who is calling out to me.
And even though the world may think I'm losing touch with reality
It would be crazy
To choose this world over eternity"
-Mercy Me

Sloth

Yeap. SLOTH, The most deadly sin ever!(at least for me), staying in bed for more than 8 hours became, well, part of my routine this past vacation, and let me tell you, it can get really addicting, not to mention depressing. When my sister and my mom tried to wake me up a few days ago, i was behaving like a "sleep-addict" Started with me saying "just a few more minutes" and then at the end I was almost screaming "leave me alone, i just wanna sleep".
This morning I got an explanation (from me lovely, and almost graduate sister), aparently when you sleep past 6/8 hours you get some "deppresing" dreams in your REM sleep, and basicly gets tired from sleeping (as if you were actually doing something).
I guess that was my wake up call.
Looking back on my first college vacations, well, i pretty much WASTED all of those days, doing NOTHING, at least nothing worth charing, i didn't meet new people (needless to say i didn't make any new friends), I didn't get a job, I didn't work out, and I most certainly did not help at any volunteer work (something I've been wanting to do in 2 years -but i didn't have the time)
You might think "and how creating a blog is going to help you accomplish any of the above?"
and here's the anwser "It won't"
But it will make me think about all the thing I've done, (and in this "post" case all the things I didn't do, just because I was too LAZY) and I'll my plans and hopes for the near (and not so near) future.


P.S.: I have no explanation for the blog's title ! =D