A Nobody Who's A Somebody

Today was a really nice day.It wasn't so bad.But at science class I was getting bullied by a kid named Sang.He was sitting behind me and was shaking his table.Mrs. Capitini was probably ignoring him.Then suddenly he had some sort of object that hit me in my back.Usually I'd ignore obnoxious bullies like him but I couldn't tolerate the nonsense anymore.So I turned around said,"Excuse me.Do you mind?"Then he had some ridiculous response that I can't remember of.His friend Andres who sat next to him said,"Dude,you pissed her off".Sang said,"I don't care.She's a nobody!"I rolled my eyes and then remembered a verse I read earlier that morning.1 Corinthians 1:26-28 it says "Brothers and sisters,think of what you were when God chose you.Not many of you were wise by human standards.Not many of you were powerful.Not many of you belonged to important families.But God chose foolish things of the world to shame the wise.He chose the weak things of this world to shame the strong.God chose the things that are common and looked down on.He chose what is not considered important to do away what is considered to be important".And I thought over my head Sure call me what you want.Go ahead and call me a nobody.You may label me as a nobody in your worldly standards but in God's standards I am a somebody and I have a reason why I'm in this world today.I need to fulfill God's plans for me.That thought made me feel better.And it's the truth.God chose the people of this world who were discriminated to rise from the ashes and live by His plans.That's how amazing God is.He did it all so no one would brag on Him.I should just say that I'm practically a nobody who's a somebody.

Swearing

Swearing...it's one of the most provocative things.For some of us when we hear swearing it could annoy and irritate us.For some others it could be the root of your vocabulary.I have a friend but I'm not going to mention her name.We were great friends.Then one day we sort of lost touch.We still talk online but things have changed since then.Then one day I was going through her pics on Facebook.I saw the comments underneath it.I noticed she was hanging with the wrong crowd.(Not to be judgmental)They kept using curse words.Then I noticed that she commented on her own photo.She said the expression "omfg".My eyes grew big.My friend had always been a goody goody,not to mention that she truly loves Jesus Christ.We used to talk all the time about God.I guess the pass few months we haven't talked to one another she's changed a bit.Now I just want to let you know that I'm not trying to play God here or act like some judge.Because back in sixth grade I used to have a bad mouth.I hung around with friends who cursed a lot.And the curse words played over and over in my mind like a recorder.Then one day I was so mad at someone that I said the F word.And from that day forward my faith was slipping away from God.I didn't even regret saying that pathetic word.I started cursing and cursing whenever something bad happened.I cursed until halfway of seventh grade.But I constantly cursed in my mind for the rest of seventh grade.I cried and prayed to God to heal my Fruit of the Spirit and clean my mouth.I asked forgiveness for everything I've done wrong.I was sorry for being arrogant,unthankful,and rude.I asked if He could wipe my record clean and renew my soul.Ever since that prayer I never felt the need for cursing.By the grace of God and the guidance of the Holy Spirit I was lead to a path I never dreamed of.In eighth grade everything changed.In January 2009 I started reading the Bible.I started off on Matthew,then John,and now 1st Corinthians.Sure I know I'm skipping ahead but I'm reading whatever the Holy Spirit leads me to read.And I feel like a brand new person.Some of you are probably thinking once you start cursing you can never stop.But in Luke 1:37 it says,"Nothing is impossible with God".If God can calm the storm and heal the lame He can surely stop me from swearing.Sometimes I cry at night thinking of my past and my old sins.But when I open my eyes I'd realize that God has forgiven me and completely forgot my past.And He's smiling down on me calling me His friend and child.All Christians had fallen down once in their life.All Christians have a story to tell...from when they fell to how they got right back up on their feet.We all failed God.But God never failed us.I'm pretty sure my friend right now is lost in the realm of this world,but soon she will find her way back to God.God is just there...just waiting.

The Little Precious Things

Last night I had such a sad dream.Well it was practically dawn when it happened.This was my dream...I was minding my own business in my room in bed.It was late at night and I was struggling to sleep.I stared at the night light shining an orangey-pinkish gleam.Suddenly,my door opened and my dad came into my room.He said"Dara,I'm sorry but your mom died."The silence fell back into the room.The words were still trying to consume into my mind.I was shocked.Without a question of my mom's death I got out of bed.Everything turned blurry and the room was spinning.I felt dizzy.My world was shattered into a million pieces.I struggled to find something to lean on.And I started to cry immensely.I felt tears roll down my face.I loved my mom so much.And...and...I snapped back into reality.I stared at the ceiling of my familiar room.I looked at Putput and Peachie my teddybears.I felt the tears still coming out my eyes.Everything was just so vague and unclear.I realized it was just a dream.A horrible dream.I was so relieved that it was just a dream.I knew right away that my mom was still alive.I knew that I'd see her again.I squinted at my watch and read 5:44 AM.I sighed in relief.I was so happy that it was nothing but a sad dream.But even though I realized it was only a dream I was still crying and I don't know why.I guess it's because I was just so overwhelmed with the thought of my mom dead.It's ironic how that dream occurred the night(dawn) before my mom's birthday.I believe that God allowed me to have that dream so I could realize how much I love my mom.And through thick and thin,through trials and problems,I will always love my mom.She's not perfect but neither am I. Today March 4, 2009 my mom is 41 years old.I walked 5 blocks to Walgreens just to get her a card and bought her a cupcake for $1 in school,but it was worth it.I hope mom has a wonderful birthday.She deserves it for being such a great mom.I can't imagine having to lose my mom right now.I'd be devastated.Sometimes you never really know the little precious things in your life until they're gone.