Christmas Cheer

This morning I found Christmas presents under the tree waiting to be unwrapped. Theses gifts were bought in department stores during the hustle and bustle of the holiday season. What is this world coming to? But the truest and best gift cannot be wrapped up but is in our hearts.

Anyway, I just recently opened the Daily Sportman Devotional for yesterday and was amazed and entralled by the selected passage about Love and sacrifice.
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1 John 4:7-11

Dear friends, let us love one another, because love is from God, and everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. The one who does not love does not know God, because God is love. God's love was revealed among us in this way: God sent His One and Only Son into the world so that we might live through Him. Love consists in this: not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins. Dear friends, if God loved us in this way, we also must love one another. (NASB)

Season's Greeting

It is nearly midnight here in Rock Hill and the holiday season has been chaotic this year; we have been busy with last-minute Christmas shopping, wrapping presents, and attending the Christmas Eve service. I am back home from my week-long vacation to Canada, getting back around 11:00 PM December 22nd. I must say I enjoyed being in a "foreign country." ("Toto, I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore")

This holiday season, and this year, has come and gone. With the change of season comes a change of heart. This past October I made a Mid-Year Resolution--I want to change. Sometimes I wonder if I truly appreciate everything that I am given: my mother and father have sacrificed so much for me to have anything I wanted, and sometimes I have wanted to help--even considered to join the Coast Guard. But while I find myself spoiled with gifts this Christmas holiday, I truly thank and love my family. Forget the past and look toward the future. It's uncertain but I will find my way.

Despite the holiday chaos, Christmas is a joyful time to celebrate: not only time with family and friends, but a time to remember and celebrate Jesus' birth. I went to the Christmas Eve service at First Baptist. I listened to the worship songs--the typical entourage of songs--and then lit my candle. The candle amazed me; the tiny spark would light up the world. It was a mirror image of Christ--and his disciples, and us. This next year I plan to surrender my heart, fully and dutifully to Christ. I have been off balance and out of focus too long. I need to recleanse my heart and my soul to reflect who I want to become.

God bless and Merry Christmas!

A Portrait of a Snowboarder

This morning I woke up in Mont-Tremblant, a ski resort town in Canada's easternmost province Quebec. I geared up in warm winter clothing to go snowboarding for the second time in my life! Despite falling several times during the lesson, I continue to enjoy the thrill of almost any outdoor sports.

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Now in Quebec City, I have been reading The Chronicles of Narnia.

Tata for now!

The Journey Up North

Diverging Paths

I lack a sense of direction and I have no doubt that this lack of direction contributes to my poor decision making and indecisiveness. Despite these features, I find myself on a diverging path. My dreams and ambitions change constantly. My interests are like knacks tossed and scattered on a board, landing on random places. There is no gaurentee when one interest will top the others. There is no uniform pattern to pinpoint my interests and aspirations. Sometimes I wonder if I have steered away from my true passion. Sometimes I wonder if I am in the process of discovering this passion. I can never be sure. That is why I am, and will always be, on a diverging path.

Sometimes I think my true passion lies in photography: it's captivates me. Sometimes I think my true passion lies in English/literature: the stories I read enrapture me. I am no longer in reality but a dream. Both take me on a journey: a journey across the time/space continnum. But both have been left behind: are they my gifts? Where do I go? What path will I take? (I will never know).

The Beginning...

Everything must have a beginning...so where to start?

About Me
I am a sophomore at Winthrop University majoring in Environmental Studies and History (I know, I am indecisive). I love reading and writing, and find myself in and out of several books at a time. I enjoy taking my time to read. And currently I am a staff writer for the Johnsonian, the school's newspaper. Not only do I like reading and writing, but I appreciate photography.

I am a dreamer (there's no doubt about that!). I dream of seeing the world, living in Alaska, and working in a national park. Right now these are only dreams, but when I have the means -- the abilities -- to fulfill them, I plan on doing so.

Purpose

To be able to post images, poems (if I write any), and articles.
To let loose my creativity.
To become a travel journal when abroad.
Consider updating regularly.