because I love ponchos....and my pals

Some girls have loads of friends, from every aspect of their lives. They always have someone to talk to or hang out with, and they get tons of 'likes' on their Facebook statuses.

I used to envy these girls, with their epic social lives. I was dissatisfied with the friends God had given me, even though they were fabulous in their own ways.
*cue wake up call from Heaven*
This a post on three of the truest friends I've ever had; friends who've shown that no matter what, they'll be there for me. Friends I probably don't know I don't deserve, yet God has given me anyway.

My poncho pals

Otherwise known as Boo, Yeti, and Wazzy. Their real names are Hannah, Lydia and Emily; those are just their code names{long story, don't remember how it started}. Hannah and Lydia joined our church about eight months ago, when their daddy became our pastor. Even in that short amount of time, it feels like they've always been a part of my life. And, of course, Emily's my bestest best friend. We all mesh perfectly {we're four peas in a pod} and they are some of the most amazing people I've ever met. Hannah is absolutely hilarious, Lydia's wittiness has no comparison, and Emily is one of the sweetest {yet sarcastic} girls I know. We've had many a sleepover filled with movies, ridiculous videos, and way too much soda. These three girls have kept me sane by doing insane things, from making hot kool-aid {I don't recommend it} to performing this song at our co-op.
We have so many inside jokes, it's not right. We even came up with names for certain boys in our lives *evil chuckle* Needless to say---I'd be a pretty boring person if not for my poncho pals.

And now, in honor of my poncho pals....here is a video of me dancing. In a poncho. That Lydia and Hannah's little sis, Naomi, made. We each got one, but we all have different prints. In case you can't see, mine has smiling cupcakes *giggles*

Sorry it's so small, and that I'm a horrible dancer. God obviously gave me skills that do not include dancing. *chuckles*

love always,

~Lily

of blue boxes, roses, and the best theme song ever

Like most good things in life, I stumbled upon Doctor Who quite by accident. 'Twas last summer, and I was scrolling through Netflix, looking for something new to watch. I saw the title Doctor Who and remembered that Bleah had mentioned this show on her blog a few times before. So I clicked 'play' and embarked on an exciting, confusing, and totally rad journey.

best. intro. ever.

he's so cute when he's being smart ;)

great slogan

I don't have the time/brains to really explain Doctor Who to y'all....but I'll introduce you to it.

Basically, the show is about the Doctor, a Time Lord {special type of alien} who is 900+ years old. He travels through time and space in his machine, called the TARDIS. He picks up various companions over the years, for he does get lonely.

Ten had my heart after this moment *giggle*

Eleven makes bowties cool.

I love this (:

I suppose those of you who haven't watched the show before are wondering why there are different Doctors. Well.....they're all the same guy, just different faces. See, every time the Doctor is near death, he just regenerates in to an entirely new body. He's the same person, just new personality and looks. Ever Whovian has their favorite Doctor. Mine is Nine, for he was my first Doctor and is just plain awesome :) 

Nine fell in love with Rose first, but Ten officially won her heart. And that is why I will go down with this ship *laughs*

I believe Martha {my least favorite companion} said this.

he's so cute when he's defending ancient Pompeii with a water gun.

 I still cannot decide why I love this show so much! I'm not a huge science fiction fan, yet this show is all about physics and various big words. I've never been into aliens, yet the Doctor is one himself. I usually prefer shows that make sense, while Doctor Who makes my head hurt sometimes. *shrugs* I guess good stuff doesn't always need an explanation.

Eleven is so quirky

still saving up for my own sonic screwdriver :D :D

pretty much me right now ;)

I do not always agree with the morals of the show, and there is always the possibility of characters dying. But compared to most television shows, Doctor Who is tame and clean. Which is great for me. I've enjoyed watching it with Owen, even if Aiden does think the show is/we are crazy.

they're all so wonderful!



this is why I love Nine so much.



his voice is so funky

 

teehee....get it?



left to right: River Song, Rory, Elven, and Amy.

 

And there ya have it! Your very own introduction to Doctor Who. I would highly suggest watching it, especially if you're interested in British accents, British actors, British humor....basically British anything. The show has science stuff, history stuff, comedy stuff, smart stuff, even book and movie stuff! Stuff for every person around....and that is why Doctor Who is such a wonderful show.

your Nine lovin', Ten/Rose and Rory/Amy shippin, Eleven adorin', frustrated-cause-it-doesn't-come-back-till-next-fall blogger,

~Lily

of cute things, an itch, and beautiful randomness

1. I have so many dreams for the future, but the most earnest I have is to travel. I've said it a million times, and I'll say it a million more! There's an ache inside of me that won't be satisfied until I visit someplace new. London, Paris, Munich.....I'd even go for Nashville or New York. It really doesn't matter, so long as I go to a place I've never been before.

I wish people still used film cameras

2. So I have this new obsession. It's an interesting obsession, and sometimes mindbending too. I am, of course, talking about Doctor Who. This is the closest I've ever been to becoming a fangirl. Or, as some people say, a Whovian. *chuckles* I'll introduce y'all to this amazing show some other time. For now, though....

I can't wait to write my Doctor Who post :)))))

3. I've been sixteen for about three months now. 'Tis a strange feeling, telling people I'm sixtten years old. When I look in the mirror, I don't see someone who will be graduating highschool in two years. I don't see a girl who can take her driving exam this summer. I don't see a girl who is old enough to get an actual job. When I look in the mirror, I still see myself at age eleven, when my world was happy and I could still be a little girl.

4. I like cute things. Cute things make me happy. And isn't this panda bear cute? He reminds me of Winnie the Pooh, which reminds me of my childhood, which reminds me of Disney, which reminds me that Beauty and the Beast will be in theatres very, very soon. *happy dance*

6. I'm amazed at how wonderful God is, right when I need Him to be. I have had many a bad day where I've though, "This is officially the worst day of my life." But then, He sends something or someone to brighten the fog that's hung over me. So thankful for His love :)

7. I've learned to really like hugs. I suppose it all began at World Views, when I hugged my girls good-bye about a hundred times. And now I've come to expect hugs from most everyone I see! Only girls, of course---hugs with guys are icky. Boys have cooties, ya know *giggle*

finger hugs are really cute too

I hope 2012 is going well for you, my dears. It's been great for me so far, and I'm so excited to see what God has in store for us all.

love always,

~Lily 

the girl who remembers....and should forget

We all have those songs that speak to us, in amazing ways. I love it when God shows His love for me through inspiring lyrics.

And, for the most part, I usually act on lyrics He sends me. By Your Side taught me to trust Him. Your Love is a Mystery showed me His love is radical. Background reminded me to let God be first in my life. And Have Your Way made me realize God knows what I want, what I need, and He'll provide for me.
But a new song that's been playing over and over in my head has been, well, tough to put into real life. Here are the main lyrics:

I'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept
Resurrect the saint from within the wretch
Pour over me and wash my hands of it.
-Relient K
One of my signature traits is I remember things. I remember conversations from years ago; times spent with now-lost friends; memories made with people I love.

Some of you might say, "Why Lily, that's a great gift!" And, most of the time, it is! I can recall good times and stories that will never come about again. But my mind also retains bad things; sad, confusing, depressing memories.
I've come to look upon my 'fabulous memory' as a sort of curse. While those around me forget things, and move on, I'm stuck in the past. At night I replay my mistakes over and over in my head. My mind is a sponge, soaking up every word spoken and moment lived. That includes those I should forget.

I need to let some things go from my brain.....but I'm not sure how to start the detoxing process.

'cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break even

These lyrics are so, so true. This past year brought me a lot of heartbreak. People I had once trusted turning on me. Old friends forgetting about me. People I cared about changing, 'till I didn't even know who they were. The fancies of 'first love' fading away.

And as every hit came, I thought to myself, "Surely, this will be the last one. Surely my heart cannot take any more pain!"

But of course, it all kept coming. Little things, big things, things that hardly even matter---they all hurt.

With God's neverending love and grace, I got through the hardest times. With special Bible verses, He calmed my soul. By giving me true friends, He healed the cracks in my heart. And by playings the right songs at the right times, my Father soothed the pain I'd been holding inside. He showed me true love, of all kinds, that will never leave me.

For the king trusts in the Lord; through the unfailing love of the Most High, he will not be shaken.

--Psalm 21:7

And for a while, I was okay. I began to move on from my past and live in the present. But by various means, the moments of heartbreak started coming back. A picture from last year, an old blog post, and a chance meeting kept on reminding me of the hurt I'd been through. So, being the stupid human I am, I let the wounds that were finally healing began to reopen.

Yet even while I was torturing myself with old pains, Jesus opened His arms and engulfed me. I realized things that hurt me hurt Him too--- and that's just not cool. Jesus already endured the pain of the cross to save me; I shouldn't give Him more oppurtunities to hurt. Dwelling on past things is sinful, and I really need to stop.

I decided this not too long ago, so I'm still struggling to forget what I've been through. I'm still trying to get past my hurt feelings and mentally forgive what former friends did to me. God still has to remind me that my heart has been made new by His healing, and that it will be made perfect once again.

It's a learning process....but with soul-sisters, poncho pals, and amazing song lyrics, I'm getting there. (:

love always,

~Lily

being alone isn't such a bad thing

My poncho pals introduced me to this song by Auburn. It's one of the most adorable songs I've ever heard! And it describes the exact relationship I want with my future husband; one where we're truly soul-mates, and think {almost} the same about every topic.

However....I did find something  that kind of annoyed me. There's this one lyric where the girl sings, "don't know if I could ever be without you, 'cause boy you complete me!"

I'll agree, that's a cute line. But after hearing it a few times, a question popped into my mind: why do I need a boy to complete me?

 *eye roll* I guess that sounds like a rather feminist-thought, huh? "Oh, I don't need a man! I'm a woman! I've got more than enough power on my own!"

But what I mean to say is I'm already complete. I've got Jesus in my heart, which means I'm as complete as I'll ever be! until I get to Heaven, at least....but that's for another post ;)

If I find out that God's plan for me doesn't include a husband/family, I'll be okay. Maybe it will hurt for a while, but with His love, I will survive. I have so many things I want to do with my life! Being single would allow me to do things like missions trips, spoiling my nieces/nephews, and being a full-time school teacher.

I would be free to travel the world with my best friends, without worrying about hurting my husband's feelings. I could own tons of cats, and visit my family whenever I wish.

And besides all that, I consider myself a sort of 'loner' anyway. I think, if I had to, I would be just fine on my own. And with God as my Main Man, I could do just about anything. :)

love always,

~Lily