29.4.12

He Sees You, He Knows You, He Loves You

Dear Penica (are you who know you) (look how tricky I am),

First and foremost, I have not been to your blog in a while, so I decided to find it (yeah, I found it.). I have to say, thank you so much for the post you wrote about a Mrs. M. Avocado!!! Really. Although you wrote it last year, I really needed that right now, today. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to look at your blog until now. Smile Thank you.

That being said. I wish you would blog again! I want to read what you say. You post honest and sincere posts, which are often quite poetic in nature. I read one post where you were being too hard on yourself. I dunno if you still are going through that one, but I think we have all felt that way before. Keep going. It is hard sometimes, but we are our own worst critics. We have to try our best to see ourselves the way Heavenly Father sees us. Yes, He sees what we could do better, what we need to fix and repent of, how we could have done something differently. Yet, He also sees your future, which is bright with endless possibilities. He sees the endless impact you will someday have on your future family; the children you will raise. He sees how you try everyday to be a little better, stand a little taller.

He sees you.

He knows you.

And He loves you.

Remember that one thing! He loves you. Sometimes when I get really down or I feel His love overwhelmingly, I think to myself, “Why? Why does He love me so much? What have I done to deserve it?” And then inevitably the feeling seeps into my heart as warm as the sun’s rays. “You are mine, and that is reason enough.”

You are His.

Just so you know. Smile

 

Love,

Mariah

P.S. Other people who are reading this: the same thing is true for you. Really.

Wonderful Sundays

Hello!
It is Emma! Oh, gasps and wailing, or something like that...

Do you know my favorite day of the week?
Monday? No... Who likes Mondays?
Tuesday? No. 
Wednesday? No.
Thursday? No.
Friday? NO! No matter how fun the Friday trys to make Fridays seem. They are not even close to my favorite.
AH ha! It must be Saturday! Right?!?! Nope.
My favorite day of the week is SUNDAY!
Sunday is just blissful and glorius. No one the sign for Sunday and wonderful are the same in ASL (well, one variaton atleast).
Sundays are my day to reflect and regroup <----- OH EFY CONNECTION!
I here complaints of those who focus on things you "can't do" on Sunday.
I rejoice with the things I love to do on Sunday, like write blog posts to help me reflect.

26.4.12

Heeeeeello! (I Hate Blog Titles) (Just kidding. Hate is too strong.) (…) (… Sorry, Blog Title. I don’t hate you.)

I either need to have Coco Puffs all the time or never again, because I was apparently starved for them…

I have been eating them.

A lot.

Many bowls of Coco Puffs have been scarfed down lately.

I am getting sick of Coco Puffs.

Smile

Do I care?

Not all that much.

AP CALC TEST IS COMING UP! (Woohoo!)

Love,

Mariah

25.4.12

Yo Soy Mariah y Estoy Feliz

Alright. So I know that I need this time for so many important things (Yo se que me falta este tiempo para muchas cosas importantas) but I have to write on here for a minute!

Today has been wonderful.

  1. I have coco puffs! I never have coco puffs! (You see how easy it is to make me happy.)
  2. Heavenly Father helped me to see that everything happens for a reason, and that He will help me if I come to Him.
  3. He has also been right there with me recently. I am so grateful for this.
  4. My possibilities are endless! I can’t wait to find out God’s plan for me as I feel my way through the path of RIGHTEOUSNESS (if you can’t tell, I am a little super super happy (estoy CONTENTO Y FELIZ!) and I like parenthesis)!!!

The end. Smile El Fin.

Love,

Mariah

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P.S. Just a little something I did recently is displayed above this post statement! Click on it for a better view.

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HAP-PY WEDNESDAY! *throws happiness out to the crowd*

17.4.12

The End

(No, not the end of our blog.)

Since before Christmas break I have been reading the Book of Mormon. And guess what?

I finished it!

I asked myself if this was true. If it is, that is all that matters. And you know what? I know it is true. I know that all it says and testifies of is true. The Book of Mormon truly testifies of Christ. On every page.

Hey, it has to be true. I hope you know that. Everything that is truly good, truly comes of Christ. He is the one who brings the joy of the gospel to us, and has atoned for us. All the Book of Mormon is good! It has planted a seed in me. It must be a good seed, because it is beginning to grow. It is beginning to be delicious to me! (See Alma 32)

I love it. But I am still sad about how wicked the Lamanites and Nephites got. It came about by their willing choices and pride, and it is not unlike today in some ways. Something to ponder.

Just thought I would share with you. :)

Love,
Mariah

9.4.12

Who Needs Titles?

Today my USB cable broke on my tablet.

I mourned like I had lost a friend.

Because first of all, I have wanted a tablet since seventh grade. Seventh grade. I have had one for all of four months and I broke the cable at a most crucial time. I need it to create my artwork for FBLA!! I also tried to find a replacement cord on the Wacom website and all they had was a wireless component that is $40.00 which I do not currently have. I have like $0.00 right now. That is not true. I have $1.34. Just kidding. I don't know what I have but it is not $40.00. I went on eBay and found a cord (not Wacom but by some people in Hong Kong) that would get here around April 17-24th. Noooo! Too long. Ugh.

Yet.

The glass is always full. It is half air and half water. (hehe)

You know, my school has a tablet. And a better version of Photoshop. This will be good! And I can get help with my art work. Even though the natural woman in me wants to grumble and curse the world for this unfortunate happening, my Heavenly Father is reminding me that everything happens for a reason. I will grow from these things if I let myself and let Him teach me.

So. I will stop mourning and start staying after school. :) And I will do it with some pep in my step and a smile.

A bottom teeth smile.

Love,
Mariah