Wait, I say, on the Lord

Psalms 27:14 "Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord."

This is one of those blessed passages of Scripture that just really speaks to my heart. Throughout life there are so many different seasons of waiting. Truly, no matter where you are in life you will be waiting for something. In my own life I know that waiting can be one of the most frustrating aspects of following the Lord. I want to be on the go. I like to know what's happening, when it's happening and how it's going to work out. But sometimes God says to wait. And waiting is not my strong point.

Charles Spurgeon has four points on this verse that I thought were really good. I would like to share his points and some thoughts.
1. Wait in prayer.
This may seem obvious, but it's very easy to forget to pray for wisdom and guidance during difficult times of waiting. There is no dearer friend than Christ and while He may not give me the answers to my questions right away, He strengthens and encourages me while I wait.

2. Wait with simplicity of soul.
I have discovered that when I am waiting, I am usually waiting for my own agenda to play out. Learning to give up my plans and embrace the plans God has for me is hard, but I know His ways are better than my ways.

3. Wait in faith.
So much of waiting is having faith in God's good will and plan. I need to have faith that He will guide me and fulfill His plans in my life. I need to have faith that even though my plans seem really nice to me, God's plans are way better.

4.Wait in quiet patience.
God doesn't always give me the answer I am looking for and He rarely gives it right away. I'm not the most patient person in the world and so when I don't know what God's calling me to do it usually frustrates me. As I grow in my relationship with the Lord, I have learned that God calls us to a lot of patience. Sometimes that is His plan for your life at that moment.

The last couple of weeks I was struggling with some different things. My parents and I have been thinking quite a big about a young, single woman's role in missions. God has laid missions on my heart, but right now it's tricky knowing what He's calling me to do. While I'm still seeking Him and His will for my future, I have peace that His answer for right now is to wait. That's where He's leading me and that's what He wants me to do for the moment. As time goes by He may lead me elsewhere. But for right now I'm to wait.....patiently.

So friends, whatever season of life you are in right now remember that God's plans are so much better than our own. Rest in faith and wait on the Lord.

Don't Put Your Hope In Me

I live in a world of people that need hope. Life gets depressing and hard and people want a hope that they can believe in and put a face on. The problem is, our hope needs to be found in God not man.

Yesterday I was talking to a very sweet lady and her middle aged daughter. We had a lovely time talking about 4-H and Walworth County. I had to leave the room for some reason and when I returned the lady told me that they now had hope for the future because of how nice I was. I told her, "Praise the Lord. But truly, it's not me; it's the Lord and a lot of work from my parents." Her response made me a little sad as she replied, "Oh no honey, it's you." I quickly told her that, no, it really is the Lord, and that was the end of the conversation for a while.

I thought about the incident and while I was flattered that they had enjoyed conversing with me, I was very saddened at how quickly she brushed God aside.

The truth is, if everyone put their hope in me, they would be sorely disappointed. Those that long for hope and change need to realize that the only true hope and change comes in knowing Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior. 

When I meet new people and talk with them, I do want them to see something different. It's always my prayer that I would stand out from the crowd and be different from the world. But, I'm not like that because I'm some amazing teenager. If I'm like that at all it is ONLY because of Christ working in me and because He placed incredible parents in my life to raise and train me in His ways. It is really nice to make a difference in people's lives. It's really nice to have people like you because they're impressed. But, I don't want people to get the wrong impression. I'm not nice simply because I have great personality. If I'm nice at all it's only because God took a very NOT NICE person and changed my life. I'm not different than your average teenager simply because I just chose to be. If I'm different in other people's eyes, it's because when God makes a person His own, miracles happen. Angry, bitter people learn how to forgive. Selfish, covetous people learn how to give. Lost, lonely souls learn how to hope and trust.

Because Jesus is that amazing.

Don't put your hope in me or any other earthly being. We will disappoint and let you down.

But God won't.

A Week of Opportunity

This week is a week of much opportunity. Everyday I will be seeing hundreds of people, many of them that don't know Christ and are headed down the path to destruction. While to think about it seems nerve racking for me, I am asking you all to pray that God will give me the boldness and courage to be a bright light for him. Pray that I might make use of every conversation and every moment in which I can reach out to others in this hurting world. It's very easy to get carried away by the glamour and shimmer of the fair, but I don't want to forget the real reason I'm here. There are so many people who need Jesus. I just hope I have the boldness to share His name.

Please keep me in your prayers this week. For some reason this is laying much heavier on my heart this year than ever before. God's got some big plans and I'm feeling a little nervous.

I Don't Deserve Grace

I look at my life and wonder why God has so much grace for someone like me. Every day I mess things us, reject Him in some way, and am  not thankful for the boundless grace He pours out on me. Yet He continues to cleanse me and forgive me. This life is a journey, a very long journey and as I walk along this narrow path He is there cleansing me and making me more like His wonderful self. He is helping me see the beauty of loving Him and loving others.
Below is a song that a dear friend sent me the other day. It is so powerful. I truly don't deserve God's grace. I have messed things us enough that He could just let me go and He could give His grace to someone else, but He doesn't just let me go. He holds onto me even when I'm tired and confused, He's still there all the time. Day by day He is teaching me that His grace is enough. I don't need the world's nod of approval. I need God's forgiveness and grace. Sometimes it's hard for me to wrap my little brain around the greatness of God's grace on sinners. When you really dig deep and think about it, suddenly it becomes so huge, so amazing, and so much bigger than what we can comprehend that it's easy to miss. But, I don't want to miss it. I want to be reminded each day of the incredible grace that God has poured out. I don't want to forget because I want to learn from His grace. I want to give grace with the Lord's help.
There are people out there who don't know the beauty and depths of His grace. They need it just as much as I do. That's why I can't afford to forget the grace poured out to me. Because if I forget God's grace, I won't be able to share it with others.

Mountains and Valleys

Life is full of mountains and valleys. Sometimes I get discouraged as I look at my life and see that I have a tendency to plunge from mountain tops to the valleys in record speed, but struggle to climb back up. I wish I could just stay on top of the mountain. Free as a bird. Although, I suppose even a mountain top could become a prison if you could not leave. It would lose it's splendor if you never had a valley to compare it to.

You know, David was an extremest kind of guy when it came to mountains and valleys. I think that's why the Psalms speak so clearly to me. When he was on a mountain, he was completely on top. The Lord was his strength, his refuge, his high tower. There was nothing to fear. Then he would plunge to the valleys and there would be ten thousands of them that hate him, and enemies surrounding him on every side.
The Lord understands our human emotions, just as He understood David's. Life isn't about being a rock hard person that has no emotion and can take anything, it's about being an emotional person that has learned to put their trust in the One who controls those emotions. God will wipe away every tear, but they have to fall first.
Knowing that the man after God's own heart had emotional battles gives me a little more hope that through my frustrating ups and downs God can still use my life. If He could use David's ups and downs to give us the Psalms, I can only imagine what He could do with someone as emotional as me.

Rejoice and Dance

My legs ache. My feet hurt. But dancing at the wedding last night was sheer fun.
I've always loved dancing. It's part of who I am. I used to take dance classes when I was younger, now I just do it for fun. When I'm happy I dance. When I'm sad I don't. I love how Scripture uses dancing to show how God can change a life. Often the Bible talks about how God will turn our mourning and sorrow into dancing.
There are many things wrong with our world. There is sin and sorrow everywhere. The loss, rejection, pain and grief are enough to kill any weary spirit. But the Lord will lift us up. He will fill our hearts with joy in Him. He will turn our mourning into dancing, because He is that wonderful. I love the story of David dancing before the Lord.....maybe not His selection of clothing. :-) None the less, I love how a man, often very bogged down by trials and enemies on every side, danced in celebration for the Lord. He danced for his Lord with pure joy because of what God had done for Him. Sometimes I think we should be dancing and celebrating what God has done more. At the wedding we went to, we danced to celebrate what God had done in this young couple's life. How often do we dance because of the gifts of love that God pours out on us. Are His gift's enough to make us dance?
My little sister Kendra is a pro at this. Sometimes in the morning, I will look outside and see her twirling and dancing while she sings Psalms and praises to God. It's the way she worships best and it's beautiful. I think I could learn a lesson from her.
He will turn our sorrow into dancing.......so what are we waiting for? Dance!

Do I Love God?

God's love for me is sometimes just unfathomable. It's bigger than my little head and heart can understand. How He could have such perfect love and grace for me is a mystery. I ask myself, what is it to love God? I strive to follow Him and serve Him, but what does it look like to love Him?
I John 5:2-3 says, "By this we know that we love the children of God, when we love God, and keep his commandments. For this is the love of God, that we keep his commandments and his commandments are not grievous."
How do I know if I love God? When I can keep His commandments and they are not grievous. Sometimes I think that God's commandments are my absolute delight. I strive to follow and keep them. Then a little covetousness will creep in, or a little idolatry. Suddenly, keeping His commandments becomes some type of uncomfortable work. I still try to obey the commandments, but now I'm just doing it because that's what I'm supposed to do, not because I love His law.
It's very easy to turn God's law into a rule book that will get me to heaven. But, if I lack the love for His commandments, then I am not loving Him, I am simply trying to earn the grace that is freely given to them that love Him.
When I embrace God's law and strive in His might to follow His word, not to earn myself a good seat in heaven, but because I love His law, then I am loving God. If you love your parents then their words of wisdom mean something to you. If they say don't do this, you will regret it later, you won't do it because you trust their wisdom. You love their words. It's the same with God.

I sometimes laugh at how people in love, especially girls, become so lost in the person they love that the other persons word becomes more valuable to them than anyone else's. In a way, for many people in love this becomes a problem when they drown out other people's wisdom and counsel, but what it my love for a perfect and holy God was that strong? What if my love and adoration for Him was so great that it didn't matter what others said, only what He said? What if His presence was the only presence I wanted to be in? What if every law and commandment He gave sounded like sweet protection and love?
After all, isn't that what it means to be lost in Christ?

These verses really made me think about my love for God. I had to ask myself if on a day to day basis I really love God. I want to love Him so much that my life becomes 100% dependent on Him and His love. The things of this world are so temporary, even love here on earth is often just temporary, but His love never fails. It never ends. It never goes away. I want to love Him the way He loves me.
So I ask,
Lord, help me to love you more.

Learning to Have Grace

II Corinthians 8:7-8 "Therefore as ye abound in every thing, in faith, and utterance, and knowledge, and in all diligence, and in your love to us, see that ye abound in this grace also. I speak not by commandment, but by occasion of the forwardness of others and to prove the sincerity of your love."

Grace is a beautiful and precious thing. Were it not for God's grace I would be running full speed down the road to destruction. Because of His amazing grace, I have proof of His love. He loved me enough to send His Son to die for me, to nail my sins on the cross, and forgive me of my trespasses. That kind of grace is HUGE. Sadly, this kind of grace is much rarer in my own life. It's easier to accept the grace than to give the grace. But grace proves our love and so it is a essential part of the Christian life.
As a daughter and a young person, I know how easy it is for me to judge those around me. It's easy to look down on people that do bad things or that don't do things the way I think they should. The worst part is, the ones who usually receive the least amount of grace from me are the ones living in my house with me. The ones who need it the most. Sometimes, I like to think I could do things better, or that my ideas are superior. I think that I could have dealt with the situation better. I sometimes even have the nerve to think I could do something better than my parents. (Because you know, I'm the one with ten kids whose been there, done all that.........not!)
Insert grace.
Sure, my parents aren't perfect people. They sin, they mess up and I watch on the outside and see those sins, and think I could do better. But, I am just as fallen as they are and I make just as many mistakes, probably even double what they make. In my pride I can blow my horn all I want about what they should have done or how they would have done something when I was a child, but is that love? Is that grace? Is that honoring the direction, authority and wisdom of these amazing people God has placed here to raise me?
I think not.
Just like we need our parents grace in so many ways, they also need our grace. They are fallen people, walking down a broken path, serving the Lord and doing the best they can to raise us for him. That is a BIG load, a load that single people like myself don't have to carry yet. If God can show us His great love by forgiving us and extending us huge amounts of grace, and if our parents can love, forgive and extend us grace for all of the numerous things that we do wrong, then we should have no problem extending that grace and forgiveness to our parents.
I have two amazing parents. They have raised me, cared for me, guided me, taught me about God, and so much more. I can not express how thankful I am for them and how very much I love them. I have sinned against them time and time again, and they have shown so much grace. The least I can do in return is to forgive them when they make mistakes and have grace enough to prove the sincerity of my love for them.
 Because after all, that's what God did for me.

When Friends Forsake

It is amazing to me how I can have such peace and joy during the day and yet still wet my pillow with tears at night. Last night, as I laid in bed, my mind raced back and forth thinking about different friends I have had in my life. So many of them simply came and went. I used to try so desperately to hang onto friends. I wanted to be the kind of person they would love hanging out with, go to movies with, go out and do fun things with and share their hearts with. There would be times when I would act...well....a wee bit fake in order to be someone they would like. 

Now, as I seek to serve the Lord and love Him first and foremost in my life, I realize that sometimes that means not being the fake person I tried to be to get my friends to like me. Sometimes, pleasing the Lord is not very pleasing to man. And sometimes, it hurts really bad. My heart was aching as I thought of how different my life would be if I were more like some of these friends. I thought of how frustrating it was to try being there when others are hurting and have no friends there when you are. Suddenly the peace of God just surrounded me and that whisper like voice spoke to my heart saying, "But, I'm here. I was always here. When no one else could feel your pain I always could. My child, am I enough to satisfy your heart?"

I spoke to Him, out loud, just like I would if He were sitting on the bed with me. I cried as if I were crying on His shoulder. Of course He is enough. Though the world may reject and abandon, though they put stick labels on us and turn away, He is ALWAYS there and He has ALWAYS loved me.

I prayed for my friends last night, starting with those that had hurt me most, but it was not a prayer of anger and bitterness. It was a prayer of love and thankfulness, not because I'm such a great friend, but because Jesus is and He placed every word into my mouth.

I fell asleep quietly singing, "What A Friend We Have In Jesus," and I slept ever so peacefully.

"Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?

Take it to the Lord in prayer!

In His arms He'll take and shield thee;

Thou wilt find a solace there."

A True Shining Knight

When I was young I loved fairy tales. The thought of being a Princess, trapped in a high tower with a mighty dragon keeping all outsiders away, and having a dashing prince defeating the dragon and rescuing me, seemed like the most idealistic dream ever. The Knight in Shining Armour seemed so perfect until I got older and saw that real life doesn't often present maidens with that set of circumstances. Fairy Tales became more distant and the present reality of life set in. But I won't deny that in the depths of my heart there has always remained a desire to be the kind of maiden that a man would fight for and be willing to risk his life for. This morning as I was reading my devotional and some verses in Song of Solomon, I realized that my fairy tale dream has in fact come true. I was a maiden, though not the nice beautiful maiden you would think a prince would fight for. I was trapped in a high and filthy tower, heavily guarded by the dragon of my own sin. In my miserable state there was no way I could escape. But my Prince not only fought to rescue me, He actually gave His very life to slay that dragon. He gave more than any fairy tale prince EVER did! And He did all that to save a maiden that was not very beautiful, and was rather filthy and vile, because He loved me. He conquered death and turned this filthy being into the beautiful princess that He wanted me to be. He covers me with His wondrous love. Yes, perhaps in my sinful state, there were moments when the dirty tower and the dragon presented some sort of messed up safety. When I was trapped there, I thought my life was my own, but it was only as much my own as the tower was round. I was confined to that room. It seemed like safe freedom until my Prince came. Then I saw the light of true, loving freedom! I saw the mountains and the hills, rivers and seas, the sky, and all of the beautiful lands that surrounded His heavenly kingdom. The love I find in the shadow of my Lord is so much deeper, so much purer, so much more satisfying than that of the dragon. My Prince came for me not because of beauty, purity, or holiness. He came for me because He loved me and I so desperately needed Him even though I didn't even see my need for Him. 

"He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love."

Song of Solomon 2:4

The Love of God

I've been going through the Bible looking up the word love. I want to know what God's love is and what makes His love so much richer and deeper than mans. I've only read about half of the verses that actually have the word love in them, but I've already been very convicted.
I didn't expect to see a big difference between man's love and God's love. Of course, I know they're not the same, but really, isn't love...love? Not really.
I discovered that the verses which talk about man's love show that it is temporary, easily lost, often based on what someone else does for them rather than freely given. Saul used his daughter's and servant's love for David to persuade him to marry his daughter. Delilah used Samson's love for her to aid her in deceiving him. Amnon loved his sister until he had taken what he wanted and then he hated her. Even David in the Psalms would write the he loved the Lord because of something God did for him
However, God's love is unchanging, never ceasing and freely bestowed upon filthy, sinful human beings that have done NOTHING to deserve it. God loved His people even though they continually rejected Him. He sought out their love continually. Even when they turned away from Him, He reckoned with them and pulled them back to Himself, all the while knowing that they would again reject Him. Having a love for someone that great is humanly impossible! We just can't do it. Only God can have a deep, satisfying love that stretches through the depths and width of eternity. If only we would learn to cling to God's love rather than the love of the world.
It is so easy to go looking for love in all the wrong places. Human affection is deceiving and easy to get, but very often it is false and temporary. When we look for love in places other than God's arms, we will be hurt. Because let's face it, not even the best of human beings can love like God can. Even the strongest of Christians will let people down. It's in our sinful nature to do so. But God CAN work miracles in our hearts. He can teach us to love selflessly. And He can love us with the most tender and wonderful love imaginable.

The Eye of a Needle

The rich young ruler came to Jesus looking for eternal life. It took only a few minutes for Jesus to make him realize that he loved the things of the world more than he loved God. The young man could not part with the things of the world. They were his. He wanted them. He depended on them.
Matthew 19:24 says, "And again I say unto you, It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God."
I've read this verse a hundred times over and while I always knew it was an important verse, I never truly believed that it applied to me. I mean really, there are many people that are WAY richer than me in this world. Last night however, I was in for a rude awakening as I read the book "Kisses From Katie," a book about a teenage girl that became a missionary in Uganda. She was writing about her return to America after a year in Uganda. The chapter was about her struggles of fitting into her old world, a world where you really don't have to be dependant on God to live. In Uganda, she prayed constantly, she depended on God for everything. However, in America everything is in reach. She always had food and water and everything else she needed.
This opened my eyes to how rich I truly am in worldly goods, and how very much I am like the rich young ruler. That young man was so dependant on his wealth that he could not become dependant on God. In America, in my home, I don't have to depend on God for my food, for water, for clothing, for money. I think of all the times I just ate the food, just took the shower, just bought the frappachino, and suddenly I see how little I truly depend on God. I think of how often I cling to things and don't want to give them up. How foolish! How foolish this rich young man was! How foolish I am! I would rather cling to the material things of the world than cling to my Heavenly Father and Creator.
Right now, I am the rich young ruler. Jesus gave me a choice. Give up the things of the world and follow him, or walk away troubled. I want to follow Christ, like Peter and John and all the other disciples that gave up everything in order to follow the Savior. That's the choice I want to make, but only in the strength of the Lord. With Him and through Him I can let worldly goods and wealth go.

Living a Life of Purpose

Sometimes I question what this life is lived for. What exactly is the point of a sin filled creature like me being on this earth? Each morning I wake up I have a new day to live and new choices to make. So I ask myself what the purpose of it all is. Life is meant to be lived to the glory of God but what does that look like on a day to day basis?

So I decided to see what Scripture said about purpose. I noticed very early on that when the word "purpose" is used in the Bible it is almost always made in reference to someones plan.

I Kings 5:5 is a prime example. It says, "And, behold, I purpose to build an house unto the name of the Lord my God, as the Lord spake unto David my father, saying, Thy son, whom I will set upon thy throne in thy room, he shall build an house unto my name."

To purpose was to plan, it was a goal.

Then I got to Acts 11:23 which hit me like a ton of bricks. 

"Who, when he came, and had seen the grace of God, was glad, and exhorted them all, that with purpose of heart they would cleave unto the Lord."

It was as if God just shoved this verse at me. I asked myself how often I wake up and "purpose" with all my heart to cleave to the Lord. In the quiet and stillness this morning God showed me that the reason I feel like my life has no real purpose is because I choose not to embrace the purpose. My job is to glorify God in all I say and do, but I have to purpose in my heart each day to do so. 

So, this morning I purposed in my heart to cleave to the Lord. The Lord filled my heart with a peace that I have not deeply felt in a long time. In that moment He gave me a goal and a reason to be on this earth today.

I have purpose. My life isn't just a meaningless blob. It is a beautiful creation that the Lord has made for a reason. Every day that I am alive I can choose to have purpose or I can choose to live meaninglessly. After living both ways I can honestly say there is far more joy in living with purpose.

Something New

As those of you that frequently visit my blog will notice, I have changed things up a bit. Not only have I changed the design, but really I have changed the whole purpose of this blog. Originally I put together this blog to chronicle some important things about music. I charged head first into it, boldly claiming what I thought to be true about music. Sometimes I cringe at just how pridefully I wrote about certain things. I was so sure that the things I knew and was learning were 100%. But only God is 100% and as I look back I see that so much of what I wrote was simply what I had read or been told. Although this is rather humbling to admit, much of what I wrote was simply for the admiration and applause of those around me. To say that the Lord did not do a work in my heart would be a lie. At that time in my life I worshiped music. I couldn't live without music. Music controlled my emotions and effected me in a huge way. God had to take me through that phase of life so that I could learn to let music go. But I think there were times that I dove a little too deep. I was reading lots of "deep" books on the subject of music, which isn't a bad thing, but I was taking what these books said to be true as my main resource. I wasn't using Scripture as my main guide. I believed in what these authors said rather than believing in God's Word.

One very sweet friend who was a few years older than me wrote this comment early on and I didn't really consider what she was telling me at the time.
She wrote: "I used to be so assured, and confident I knew 'the way', my newsletter was proof of it. 
Where I stand now, I know nothing, nothing but Christ crucified, and His love awash in my life, and Word being perfected in my heart. Each day I am learning Who He is, not other people's perspectives and ideas, but His love and conviction spoken in my heart with his quiet voice and His word. It is a difficult but beautiful thing this journey has been..."I thought that she was disagreeing with my opinion at the time. Now, as I have reached this same exact stage of life, I see what she meant.
This wasn't just a problem with music in my life. So much of who I was, what I believed and my actions were based on other people's opinions and ideas. I was believing in men not God. This summer I have had a hard time posting on this blog. Partly because we have been so busy, but mainly because I couldn't write. My heart ached for a deep relationship with God like the kind I had when I was a child. I would live my days like a person clinging to a piece of wood in a stormy sea. My summer wasn't bad! It was just that my heart was so lost and confused that I didn't know what to do. As the last couple of weeks have unwound God has cleared my eyes. He never left me. He didn't stop caring about my life. He didn't take away my purpose. I had wandered from His side. I had stopped caring for His will. I had rejected His purpose.

My flesh battles me daily. Part of me desperately loves God and wants to serve Him with my whole heart, but there is still a sinful part of me that rejects the things of God. I placed man and his opinions of me on a pedestal. Making your faith your own does not mean you have all the right answers memorized. It means being given the answers straight from God above. So much of what I have believed has been what others said and told me to believe.

A couple of weeks ago I hit a rock bottom so to speak. I felt like I was completely alone. I have never been surrounded by loving people and yet felt as lonely as I did at that time. It was then, when none of my friends understood and there was no one to go to that I realized that what I was truly missing was my passion and purpose for God. I have spent so long worrying about what other people thought of me. I put up so many rules and laws for myself that I made God into something far and distant.
I am very blessed to have the parents and family that I have. My Mom was persistent with talking to me about my struggles. When I finally opened up she had the wisdom to understand that this was something that I needed to figure out myself, but the love to pray for me and give what guidance she could.

Changing my blog was almost therapeutic. That may seem strange to some, but I knew I couldn't keep lying to myself. I wanted a blog where I could share my journey of seeking God and His will and His purpose for my life. Not my own, not my friends, not the amazing opinion of the men of God that I admire. God's. That doesn't mean God won't use others, but I need to be a believer in God, not in man.

I still have convictions on music, but I think some of my ideas were wrong. During some of the toughest spiritual battles I went through God used the song below to help remind me of His ultimate purpose for me.
There are some people that would not like it because it is Christian Contemporary, but I can not explain how much God showed me using this song.
I'm still Kaila, but I think it's time for me to focus on being the Kaila that God has designed and created, not the Kaila that others think I should be. You don't have to agree with me. It won't bother me if you "unfollow" me. This blog is just my journey.

May God richly bless you all.

Humbly,
Kaila

New Look

My Blog is getting a new look and a new purpose. Sorry if it looks a little odd for a while. I will explain later.

1000 Words

They say a picture is worth a thousand words and I would say this is one of those.

I was writing a blog post for this picture, but I decided that this was one of those things that doesn't need a whole post. It just needs people to look and think for themselves. Look beyond the outside.