Monday, November 14, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
It's Fall!
It's fall people!! And that's exciting.
Some great things about fall:
Some great things about fall:
everything pumpkin.
low moons.
pumpkin men.
terrific tea.
autumn attire.
blankets meant for fall.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Is This For Real?
I know I need you
I need to love You
I love to see You, but its been so long.
I long to feel You.
I feel this need for You
And I need to hear You.
Now You pulled me near You.
When we're so close I fear You.
Still I'm afraid to tell You all that I've done.
Are You done forgiving?
Or can you look pass my pretending?
Lord, I'm so tired of defending what I've become.
What have I become?
I hear You say, "My love is over, its underneath, its inside, its in between.
The times you doubt Me, when you can't feel
The time that you've questioned, 'Is this for real?'
The time you've broken, the times that you mend
The times that you hate Me and the times that you bend.
Well, My Love is over, its underneath, its inside, its in between.
These times you're healing,
And when your heart breaks.
The time that you feel like you've fallen from grace.
The times that you're hurting,
The times that you heal
The times you go hungry and are tempted to steal.
In times of confusion and chaos and pain.
I'm there in your sorry, under the weight of your shame.
I'm there through your heartache
I'm there in the storm.
My Love, I will keep you, by My power alone.
I don't care where you've fallen, where you have been
I'll never forsake you.
My love never ends.
It never ends, My love."
-Times by Tenth Avenue North
This song has spoken to my heart.
I need to love You
I love to see You, but its been so long.
I long to feel You.
I feel this need for You
And I need to hear You.
Now You pulled me near You.
When we're so close I fear You.
Still I'm afraid to tell You all that I've done.
Are You done forgiving?
Or can you look pass my pretending?
Lord, I'm so tired of defending what I've become.
What have I become?
I hear You say, "My love is over, its underneath, its inside, its in between.
The times you doubt Me, when you can't feel
The time that you've questioned, 'Is this for real?'
The time you've broken, the times that you mend
The times that you hate Me and the times that you bend.
Well, My Love is over, its underneath, its inside, its in between.
These times you're healing,
And when your heart breaks.
The time that you feel like you've fallen from grace.
The times that you're hurting,
The times that you heal
The times you go hungry and are tempted to steal.
In times of confusion and chaos and pain.
I'm there in your sorry, under the weight of your shame.
I'm there through your heartache
I'm there in the storm.
My Love, I will keep you, by My power alone.
I don't care where you've fallen, where you have been
I'll never forsake you.
My love never ends.
It never ends, My love."
-Times by Tenth Avenue North
This song has spoken to my heart.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Hello!
Also, I'm feeling pretty confident that God's got some pretty exciting things up His sleeves for me (as He constantly does). So, you might be hearing about them from pictures sometime soon. :)
Saturday, June 18, 2011
The truths that make my heart beat and my soul burst
In Him I am a new creation. The old has gone and the new has come. And boy, is the new an exciting thing to get to know!
I have been thinking a lot lately on what my old heart looked like and what the new one looks like. It makes me want to praise Him. Almost every day. All of the old me felt trapped, stuck, buried, sinking, trapped. Mostly trapped. Trapped in the lifestyle pattern of living to please others. Living to say the right thing. Living to do the right thing. Living to have talents. Living for my next wittiest statement that would make me sound pretty cool. And, a lot of times, living to make it through an event awake (well, sometimes still now... staying awake isnt exactly my forte;). Living to finally understand who I am.
And now, now I see that I didn't really know where to look. I jut kept wondering; who am I? And the only thing I could base that off of was my most current shining moment. That cool thing I did was who I was for the time being.
Then, now this is what makes me want to shout. Makes me want to sing all day long. Stand on a roof top and jump up and down and raise my hands in the air.
Is just that. Everything before that was so dull, so asleep, so... odd. Can anyone reeeeeeeally take that and make it want to dance? Is my God really that amazing? Is He really capable? I know sometimes I still hit the doubts, when I stop trusting that that is who God is and who He has made me.
But, I'm ready to tell the world that my name is Charissa Dowdy. I used to be afraid. I used to worry. I used to stress. I used to be depressed. I used to be pretty lame.
And now, I'm still a lot of those things. ;P but! I have a Jesus. And He was always right there with me. And now He's made a breakthrough to my heart. One that makes me sing, dance, and jump in my heart all day long. That noise that is going on in my heart often comes out in laughter, smiling (I've been blessed to hear that I "always sound like I have a smile"), and often very odd words that don't often connect to the current situation. And I am grateful and full of praise for that heart.
Now, I could sing, I could dance, I could shake my booty for my Jesus and my Father who is in Heaven! And with His Holy Spirit that He has givenme to protect me, love me, care for me, walk with me, and always be with me so that I am never alone!
That Holy Spirit, He's a true Friend. :)
Now, why do I keep babbling? Because my heart is dancing. I'm sure if the doctor brought out those hearing devices, he'd hear my heart bouncing around in my rib cage. And then if they scanned my brain, there would be lots of colors flowing down to my spine. I'm sure its even the cause for this little tiny guy that got stuck somewhere in my bone. Now this little tiny guy stuck in my bone really likes to hurt whenever I'm sitting down. All the time. I think maybe he's just one of those colors and he doesn't want me sitting down! He wants me to stand up and shake like my heart wants to! So, I think I'll try to be grateful for that bit of pain he gives me.
But, here I am to say, that all I want to do is dance and sing and worship You, Jesus!
You, my God who is so true. So real. So alive. So indescribable. So big. So omniscient. So sovereign. So friendly. So loving. So right. So wonderful. So beautiful. So lovely. So zealous. And so, so great!
I have been thinking a lot lately on what my old heart looked like and what the new one looks like. It makes me want to praise Him. Almost every day. All of the old me felt trapped, stuck, buried, sinking, trapped. Mostly trapped. Trapped in the lifestyle pattern of living to please others. Living to say the right thing. Living to do the right thing. Living to have talents. Living for my next wittiest statement that would make me sound pretty cool. And, a lot of times, living to make it through an event awake (well, sometimes still now... staying awake isnt exactly my forte;). Living to finally understand who I am.
And now, now I see that I didn't really know where to look. I jut kept wondering; who am I? And the only thing I could base that off of was my most current shining moment. That cool thing I did was who I was for the time being.
Then, now this is what makes me want to shout. Makes me want to sing all day long. Stand on a roof top and jump up and down and raise my hands in the air.
Is just that. Everything before that was so dull, so asleep, so... odd. Can anyone reeeeeeeally take that and make it want to dance? Is my God really that amazing? Is He really capable? I know sometimes I still hit the doubts, when I stop trusting that that is who God is and who He has made me.
But, I'm ready to tell the world that my name is Charissa Dowdy. I used to be afraid. I used to worry. I used to stress. I used to be depressed. I used to be pretty lame.
And now, I'm still a lot of those things. ;P but! I have a Jesus. And He was always right there with me. And now He's made a breakthrough to my heart. One that makes me sing, dance, and jump in my heart all day long. That noise that is going on in my heart often comes out in laughter, smiling (I've been blessed to hear that I "always sound like I have a smile"), and often very odd words that don't often connect to the current situation. And I am grateful and full of praise for that heart.
Now, I could sing, I could dance, I could shake my booty for my Jesus and my Father who is in Heaven! And with His Holy Spirit that He has givenme to protect me, love me, care for me, walk with me, and always be with me so that I am never alone!
That Holy Spirit, He's a true Friend. :)
Now, why do I keep babbling? Because my heart is dancing. I'm sure if the doctor brought out those hearing devices, he'd hear my heart bouncing around in my rib cage. And then if they scanned my brain, there would be lots of colors flowing down to my spine. I'm sure its even the cause for this little tiny guy that got stuck somewhere in my bone. Now this little tiny guy stuck in my bone really likes to hurt whenever I'm sitting down. All the time. I think maybe he's just one of those colors and he doesn't want me sitting down! He wants me to stand up and shake like my heart wants to! So, I think I'll try to be grateful for that bit of pain he gives me.
But, here I am to say, that all I want to do is dance and sing and worship You, Jesus!
You, my God who is so true. So real. So alive. So indescribable. So big. So omniscient. So sovereign. So friendly. So loving. So right. So wonderful. So beautiful. So lovely. So zealous. And so, so great!
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Rain Rain- Come Again! Please don't wait another day!
Dear Jesus,
On the 114th day of a drought, rain poured down from the heavens!
It was beautimous and You made my heart happy.
And then you did it again the next day and it comforted my soul.
Now, I don't mean to milk Your blessings and joys or anything, but do You wanna do it again?
With overwhelming love and thanks,
Charissa
PS. I love that Kiss the Rain by Yurima (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmYHpZ-9ibg) came on Pandora when I started writing this.
Because OH! Could I ever kiss it.
On the 114th day of a drought, rain poured down from the heavens!
It was beautimous and You made my heart happy.
And then you did it again the next day and it comforted my soul.
Now, I don't mean to milk Your blessings and joys or anything, but do You wanna do it again?
With overwhelming love and thanks,
Charissa
PS. I love that Kiss the Rain by Yurima (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmYHpZ-9ibg) came on Pandora when I started writing this.
Because OH! Could I ever kiss it.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Status of Mission: Accepted and Excited
The consistency of my posts has gotten so bad, I'll login to blogger and imagine myself seeing a higher number in my number of blog posts than the last time. This time its gonna be fo real.
My Jesus is absolutely, 100% or more amazing.
Just because that is the truth.
And don't His glory shine!
In fact, I think the mission I am on is far more rewarding, precious, spectacular, and joyous than any other thing I could ever do.
Will I ever be able to do it on my own? Never.
Will I fail? All the time.
Can I do this? Not really.
Won't Jesus love me all the way through? With a steadfast love.
Will He ever fail to share His beauty with me? Nada.
Can my purpose in Him be bright, shining, and alive? I certainly plan on it.
So,
I accept. And with my soul bursting with excitement.
(PS. Don't you just love my blog header slideshow?! ^ Its so cool. All credit goes to Zachary Bruno. You should really check out his blog: http://zacharybrunomusic.blogspot.com, he's one talented guy!)
My Jesus is absolutely, 100% or more amazing.
Just because that is the truth.
And now that He sits right next to the Majesty, He leads me through a mission. A mission that is so highly valuable and precious, I really always doubt that I will make it out victorious. But! He promises that I am not the only super agent on this mission. He promises to guide, love, and carry me through this undertaking. This purpose encompasses every single part of my life; every nook and cranny. The pursuit isn't over until I am with my Savior, glorifying the Majesty. Which, will prove more than worth all of the twists, turns, jumps, and ducks my mission took.
In fact, I think the mission I am on is far more rewarding, precious, spectacular, and joyous than any other thing I could ever do.
Will I ever be able to do it on my own? Never.
Will I fail? All the time.
Can I do this? Not really.
Won't Jesus love me all the way through? With a steadfast love.
Will He ever fail to share His beauty with me? Nada.
Can my purpose in Him be bright, shining, and alive? I certainly plan on it.
So,
I accept. And with my soul bursting with excitement.
(PS. Don't you just love my blog header slideshow?! ^ Its so cool. All credit goes to Zachary Bruno. You should really check out his blog: http://zacharybrunomusic.blogspot.com, he's one talented guy!)
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Life in a blog post.
Loooong time, no expansive post.
But in the mean time I have been:
flying wit de birds
traveling to the moon
chilling with Einstein
making new friends
considering joining Hollywood
discovering future job possibilities
enjoying a good meal here and there
(and I wasn't the only one)
chilling with the night life of Caliiifornia
working on that thing called sleep
watching little girls become big girls :')
initiating summer into session
seeing God in this place
watching the moon rise
admiring textures
still doing that education thing
painting with my hands
.
But in the mean time I have been:
flying wit de birds
traveling to the moon
chilling with Einstein
making new friends
considering joining Hollywood
discovering future job possibilities
enjoying a good meal here and there
(and I wasn't the only one)
chilling with the night life of Caliiifornia
working on that thing called sleep
watching little girls become big girls :')
initiating summer into session
watching the moon rise
admiring textures
still doing that education thing
painting with my hands
oh yea, and taking pictures
.Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
A Picture a Day Keeps the Doctor Away
Okay! So to start this off: Something a little late for Valentine's day and to honor amazing men who (although commercialism forces them to do so) get ahold of the good stuff to give to their ladies. :)
And now for something a little less delicious:
Since allllll the photographers are doing it! I hopped right along and joined the Project 365 train. Or, it was more like I thought it was my own, original, brilliant idea, and it turns out millions have been doing since before I was 3. But big thanks to Sonja Langford (abygonetime.blogspot.com/) for giving me the nice, little push I needed to just do it!
So it has been one month! Here's a couple of the pictures and their sentences (not onnnnly was it challenging enough to take one picture per day, no matter where I am! but, some people thought it in need of further hard work... so everyday a sentence goes along with the picture. No judging!)
^I think that last one is my inspiration to go onto the next round and take the next 31 pictures!
Well, this post has been:
And now for something a little less delicious:
Since allllll the photographers are doing it! I hopped right along and joined the Project 365 train. Or, it was more like I thought it was my own, original, brilliant idea, and it turns out millions have been doing since before I was 3. But big thanks to Sonja Langford (abygonetime.blogspot.com/) for giving me the nice, little push I needed to just do it!
So it has been one month! Here's a couple of the pictures and their sentences (not onnnnly was it challenging enough to take one picture per day, no matter where I am! but, some people thought it in need of further hard work... so everyday a sentence goes along with the picture. No judging!)
A life lived in light blooms the brightest.
Life is loved in all languages.
Life rocks my socks off.
1 ball + 10 pins = challenge.
Today, I took a _______.
Oh, I LOVE the rain!
My tears seem to have fallen on the outside, blurring the light and blurring the hope.
Life can make me smile.
If flowers were moments, good AND bad, I'd pick every one of them!
Just play the next chord, cause the rest are unpredictable.
Don't stop playing dude!
Well, this post has been:
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