Friday, June 1, 2012

Ten Things I Want To Tell Teenage Girls | Kate Conner

Ten Things I Want To Tell Teenage Girls | Kate Conner


Ten Things I Want To Tell Teenage Girls

1.  If you choose to wear shirts that show off your boobs, you will attract boys.  To be more specific, you will attract the kind of boys that like to look down girls’ shirts.  If you want to date a guy who likes to look at other girls’ boobs and chase skirts, then great job; keep it up.  If you don’t want to date a guy who ogles at the breasts of other women, then maybe you should stop offering your own breasts up for the ogling.  All attention is not equal.  You think you want attention, but you don’t.  You want respect.  All attention is not equal.
2. Don’t go to the tanning bed.  You’ll thank me when you go to your high school reunion and you look like you’ve been airbrushed and then photoshopped compared to the tanning bed train wrecks formerly known as classmates – well, at least next to the ones that haven’t died from skin cancer.
3.  When you talk about your friends “anonymously” on Facebook, we  know exactly who you’re talking about.  People are smarter than you think they are.  Stop posting passive-aggressive statuses about the myriad of ways your friends disappoint you.
4. Newsflash: the number of times you say “I hate drama” is a pretty good indicator of how much you love drama.  Non-dramatic people don’t feel the need to discuss all the drama they didn’t start and aren’t involved in.
5.  “Follow your heart” is probably the worst advice ever. 
6. Never let a man make you feel weak or inferior because you are an emotional being.  Emotion is good; it is nothing to be ashamed of.  Emotion makes us better – so long as it remains in it’s proper place: subject to truth and reason.
7.  Smoking is not cool.
8.  Stop saying things like, “I don’t care what anyone thinks about me.”  First of all, that’s not true.  And second of all, if it is true, you need a perspective shift.  Your reputation matters – greatly.  You should care what people think of you.
9. Don’t play coy or stupid or helpless to get attention.  Don’t pretend something is too heavy so that a boy will carry it for you.  Don’t play dumb to stroke someone’s ego.  Don’t bat your eyelashes in exchange for attention and expect to be taken seriously, ever.  You can’t have it both ways.  Either you show the world that you have a brain and passions and skills, or you don’t.  There are no damsels in distress managing corporations, running countries, or managing households.  The minute you start batting eyelashes, eyelashes is all you’ve got.
10.  You are beautiful.  You are enough.  The world we live in is twisted and broken and for your entire life you will be subjected to all kinds of lies that tell you that you are not enough.  You are not thin enough.  You are not tan enough.  You are not smooth, soft, shiny, firm, tight, fit, silky, blonde, hairless enough.  Your teeth are not white enough.  Your legs are not long enough.  Your clothes are not stylish enough.  You are not educated enough.  You don’t have enough experience.  You are not creative enough.
There is a beauty industry, a fashion industry, a television industry, (and most unfortunately) a pornography industry: and all of these have unique ways of communicating to bright young women: you are not beautiful, sexy, smart or valuable enough.
You must have the clarity and common sense to know that none of that is true. None of it.
You were created for a purpose, exactly so.  You have innate value.  You are loved more than you could ever comprehend; it is mind-boggling how much you are adored.  There has never been, and there will never be another you.  Therefore, you have unique thoughts to offer the world.  They are only yours, and we all lose out if you are too fearful to share them.
You are beautiful.  You are valuable.  You are enough.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

The Answered Prayers

If I have ever prayed in my life, its now......And if I have ever seen God's hand in my life its now. Clearly I have been going through a very rough journey emotionally and I often wonder how will I make it through this and keep my sanity. They say emotional stress begins to manifest as physical ailments....headaches, sleepless nights,anxiety all become a part of your daily life.... Anyways despite that, I keep trusting God to look down on me and just lift me up.... In my prayers my heart was hardened and I told God I was tired and didn't know what to do and told God "well you be God and fix it..LOL...have you ever had that rebellious fit with God where you actually tell him, I am done with this! You fix it!" That was me....so I let it go and instead I asked someone else to pray on my behalf..........Lets just say the moment I let it go is when God began to answer my prayer. And it was very clear to me what the answer was. A load has been lifted of of me and I will continue to trust God through all of this........

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Memphis

Living in Memphis has been an interesting journey to say the least. I have had some of my highest moments and some of my lowest moments in a span of 9 months. Here I have felt nearest to God and also furthest away from him........I must say God thinks I am made of steel for allowing me to go through all I have gone through...or maybe he knows that at My weakest is the time I will truly rely on him because I am inadequate on my own. Nevertheless the Bible does say "No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear." So that being said even though I feel mangled, chewed up and spat out, God I will continue to look to you for my strength, guidance and hope... In other news, I have started reading again. I have joined two book clubs, one online one with ladies all over the US and one connect group organized by the church. I must say you get a lot of answers from reading. Why did I ever stop. Further more, I enjoy the discussions and just the openness of these women, and also just the support they have come out to be. Life can throw you a lot of "Lemons" as they say and if you don't have the right knowledge or support, it feels like you are facing things on your own....so I am glad I have the groups that I have....They really make a difference. Finally, mothers day has come and gone....for me it was the weirdest mothers day ever and will continue to be for a long time. I found myself appreciating my mother more than I ever had and feeling worthless and mocked as a Step Mum......As this journey continues, I just ask for strength and perseverance.............

Sunday, April 22, 2012

When you just give up

This journey has brought me to my knees throwing my hands in the air and questioning when will it get better. The painful thing is going through this not knowing what on earth I am doing and not having any reference or guidance on how to deal with things. Each day I make the effort I feel beat down and broken and cry lord when does this get better. Every effort feels like its chewed and spat back out into my face. Unless you have been in it you cant console one going through it and God is not shouting loud enough for me to hear..... I feel so broken...so broken

Monday, April 9, 2012

A Proactive Approach

I have decided to take a proactive approach with my social life. I am sick and tired of sitting back and waiting to meet people. Its lonely and its sad. I must say being at church has given me the exposure I need to meet people, but if you sit back and warm the church seats and leave immediately after service then I doubt you meet any people. So my approach is with every one I have contact with I will try and make a conversation, introduce myself, try and remember their name, and if I get another chance to meet them, get their number to hang out. I must say its not easy and I realize how difficult it is to put yourself out there, but I feel if I could be friendly to at least one person, then if they where new, they wouldn't need to go through what I went through.

So we will see how it goes.

Friday, April 6, 2012

Happy Easter

I found myself longing for another Easter production this year. The repeat story of Jesus dying for us on the cross every year with different characters.....As I attended my first Easter as a married woman in a new place, I asked myself if it would mean as much as it had meant before.

This year I asked God to use me. To do more than he has ever done through me. And I only realized that even though I don't see it or don't feel the effects, I am definitely part of a bigger plan a greater plan and everything is in his time at his will. As I sang in the choir, part of the production that "Was not" the real meaning of Easter hit me, and I sang words to a song which could so easily be redundant, but for some reason they were real for me. More than real and more than enough!


I will not forget, that You said even in the valley
You will not forsake me
I will not forget, You’re there even in the darkness
You will not forsake me
I will not forget, You said, You would be my freedom
You will not forsake me.
I will not forget You’re there even in my weakness
You will not forsake me

There is a rugged cross, it’s shadow falls upon,
My soul that once was lost, I will not forget.
There is a rugged cross, it is the proof of unsha-kable love
It is enough for me.


As I sing from the bottom of my heart the lyrics....I realize I don't need a big Easter Production....all I need is to remember everyday why Jesus died for me....And that is more than enough for me!!!!

Happy Easter!!!!!!

Monday, April 2, 2012

Life's Handbook

So you know how in school when you are learning something they give you a text book to just give you knowledge on different topics? I wish life was like that. I wish life had a hand book for every situation there could possible be, every reaction and every response. God says he does not give you more than you can handle...but in the moment its a thin line between holding on and giving up and the light at the end of the tunnel just seems far away....

In other news...I have been 9 months unemployed....How do I explain that Gap in my resume?